tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143742537514581543.post48249637856267487..comments2024-03-25T13:29:43.845-07:00Comments on A Year's Risings with Mary Oliver: Work - Selected Poems, Volume 2LoraKim Joynerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07305359695072392847noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9143742537514581543.post-56488227255314511282010-05-24T10:36:09.681-07:002010-05-24T10:36:09.681-07:00My small flower garden is my Pasture Pond. As I s...My small flower garden is my Pasture Pond. As I sit up on the edge of the bed I can see it out of my window. I scan it to see if that rose bud burst open today or if the newly potted plant survived the squirrels' nibbling a taste to see if it is suitable to eat. Sometimes I sit enjoying the beauty too long and forget to head to the bathroom until it is almost too late. I can come back to my beauty any time and sit on the side of my bed or on the window seat to center myself after experiencing all of life.Sallynoreply@blogger.com