Small, insignificant, at least in the grand scheme of things, every day something new does appear, like all of those little things and without them there would be no big things. Earlier, just after dawn breaks and I awake from that long, hot slumber, stumble to the kitchen and set the kettle to boil, when it whistles I let it sit for a few minutes … Continue reading “Of Daylight’s Dauphin, Dapple-Dawn-Drawn Falcon”, And Nasturtiums