I don’t want the words to come. So the pictures. And the walks. The sand and the catch. The bikes, swings, fire pits and pushes. The seeds and the earth. Less coffee and deeper breaths.
We’re not doing the things.
plumdirt
Putting in a little
I don’t want the words to come. So the pictures. And the walks. The sand and the catch. The bikes, swings, fire pits and pushes. The seeds and the earth. Less coffee and deeper breaths.
plumdirt 
Like those fossil-like imprints in the sand, the words that came tell a human story and make a lasting impression.