A Drawing for My Daughter

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Secrets For Sharing

I can’t wait to show my daughter these places, and to find out what she will show me.

The Creek

This is home as it awaits us, where my daughter will blossom and explore, where the seasons will mold us and teach us.

It seems impossible, steeped in magic. Inevitably it will lack perfection: all whole things do. But that place will be there, only yards from our front door, beckoning, awaiting discovery.