It lay there, scattered on the ground. Shattered red leaves were strewn across the dirt and all that was left was a tangle of roots with one or two drooping leaves still hanging on. I carefully dug it out, put it in a pot, and carried it into the kitchen. Now, it rests on the […]
Feb 21, 2014
Potpourri, Hodgepodge, Patchwork
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I’ve always liked that French word Potpourri. It sounds lovely, like the mixed fragrances of dried flower petals it represents. However, “hodgepodge” and “patchwork” mean about the same thing. My thoughts this morning are a mixture, a patchwork quilt of jumping from one subject to the next. You are invited to share them. The wind […]
