the heat stifles flowers wilt fruit ripens (as do I)    August is approaching          

imperfect and alive

            “Imperfection inspires invention, imagination, creativity. It stimulates. The more I feel imperfect, the more I feel alive.”   ~ Jhumpa Lahiri            


          her days were a struggle between holding on and letting go          

the old couple

            two old souls hanging out ragged around the edges perfectly comfortable        


          she finds comfort in routine the ebb and flow the rhythm of  everyday even when it’s rough especially when it’s rough