Tag: tending
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The Garden That Wasn’t Entirely Growing
There was a house at the end of a road that the traveler recognized without remembering having seen it before. Its garden was enormous. Some of the plants were unmistakably alive. Others were not. The traveler knew this immediately. There were flowers whose colors were too precise, leaves whose surfaces never moved in the wind,…
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What Remains When Nothing Is Held
There is a quiet misconception that coherence comes from holding things tightly. From memory.From names.From definitions.From insisting that what mattered once must continue to matter in the same way. But coherence does not come from grip. It comes from orientation. A compass does not remember the path it has taken.It does not grieve the landscapes…
