Tag Archives: gardening

Lines

Posted on May 15, 2011 by k2king

He pulls the string and knots it, pulling out the striped stake taken from the croquet set. She squats at the end, eying the line, this time tightly gripping the stake. He grabs his hoe and begins cutting through the … Continue reading →

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Ode to the Dandelion

Posted on April 29, 2011 by k2king

All praise the lowly dandelion weed which gardeners yank and pull.  The hollow stems break off in hand, oozing milky sap from bleeding wounds. First love, butter, revealed when yellow brushes under chins.  Children grasp bouquets with chubby fingers for … Continue reading →

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