land ownership.

sometimes:

words are spoken. 

sometimes:

words hurt. 

sometimes:

the ache of misunderstanding

plants itself deep in our hearts

and 

the roots twist firm and long

and

don't give up the grip for years on end. 

today:

an apology.

a hug. 

two humans smiling at each other. 

the solution was that simple:

an apology

and

a basket of strawberry plants.

after meeting the neighbour

on the back property line:

i took photos. 

[do you know what *this* is??]

i greeted my favourite tree.

there were reminders of the summer:

quickly fading now

but

still memorialized in my heart. 

while walking back down the hill:

i stopped to carve this reminder

into the road. 

the reminder that although

we don't always see eye-to-eye:

i love you. 

fiercely. 

i've never really seen this land as *mine*....

i'm simply the caretaker.

comforting feelings flood my soul.

i'm so happy: 

i really am.

  

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carrying the last of the fireweed into the house:

love seeped through every fiber of my being. 

indeed. 

absolutely. 

true that. 

amen. 

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