But the best times of my life, I realize, were the times I spent in the forest and field.
-John B. McLemore
We are stardust.
Through work and a lot of luck, our tiny corner of earth is where flowers come into existence. Fragments of stardust taking a ride on a rock hurtling through space. We hold the granules of seeds in our hands, pressing them firmly into the soil – patiently waiting and trusting the unseen to come to life.
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