by Darcy Wiley | Jun 27, 2012 | Fresh-Cut Flowers, Pencils & Pens, Pocket Change
I nestle into my quiet spot on the balcony. My book and pencil are invited, as usual. Graphite settles into grooves in the margins of bound paper, all these pages made from former branches cut from the trunk and given new purpose. Skinny trees along my property line...