Unexpected Magic in the Garden

20 Jun

I thought she was a weed. I called her my little tree and didn’t pull her. She kept growing. And then a little flower peeked out.

She’s Ronni-size now. In the middle of the rock lawn, where I didn’t plant a thing, she emerged.

She moves towards the sun, and she is teaching me to be on the lookout for unexpected magic.

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