tending to the mending

Once broken doesn’t mean always broken. Healed doesn’t mean there won’t be mending to do. Mending doesn’t have to be a hard work, it can be a soft one, a gentle tilling and tending. A piece of litter thrown into the recycling. A spritz of perfume behind my ear, the bright of the bergamot jumping […]

tending to the mending

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