Ikebana
Today, I get what I measure: the word I woke to, a day that starts without me. Outside, amongst heady warming blaze- bursts of mum, antiseptic sweet breeze off the rose bush, into a ceramic mug […]
Today, I get what I measure: the word I woke to, a day that starts without me. Outside, amongst heady warming blaze- bursts of mum, antiseptic sweet breeze off the rose bush, into a ceramic mug […]