I am learning about them.
I am studying them,
I am in a relationship with the wild violets
that grow in my garden.
I harvested a basketful today to dry for winter use.
I have been thinking about wisdom
and the gift of story.
The plants in my garden have a story.
I hold their stories in my heart.
I tell their stories.
I am a plant person.
I belong here with the bees, the trees and the stories.