The Twelfth Day of Christmas—Big, Bold Plants

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me twelve drummers drumming.  When I hear drums I think of big and bold plants.  Plants with a rhythm and repetition.  Plants that present themselves as poetry. Fearless One two three four Growing plants I can’t ignore Of such great size I lift my eyes Branches that reach Leaves that breach Over the ocean … Continue reading The Twelfth Day of Christmas—Big, Bold Plants