In defense of crow's feet
Scars of accumulated joy
Last week, enthusiastic spring winds blew a significant Big Leaf Maple limb to the ground, her leafy branches undone near our back door. I investigated the scene, wondering what cosmic joke busted her laugh lines into flight.
The earth beams crow’s feet everywhere I look, and not just as branches, or rippling echoes on water and sand. Flower carpels dra…