"...I daydream after breakfast
While the spirit of eggs and toast
Knits together a length of bone
As fine as a wheatstalk.
Later, as I postpone weeding the garden
I will make two hands
That may tend a hundred gardens..."
Excerpt from "Ordinary Miracle" by Barbara Kingsolver.
Thanks, Laura, for sharing your ordinary miracle with me this spring! He is the sweetest. xo.