Oh your beautiful pie makes my poet heart sing. Those colors and textures are so beautiful. The reds and the blues and the delicate green. The shells and feather and wood and stone. Bark scrolls and seaweed tangles! And the branches with all the white clam shells!
I have a windowsill full of stones and shells and a piece of driftwood because I can't stop picking them up and bringing them home. I also have a pile of quahog shells in the back garden and there are fragments of mussels around the base of one of my maples. But I've never thought to make a pie with them.
And making it anyway…
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because you love it, and that is reason enough.
Yes! 🙏🏽🙏🏽
I love your work Angela. Its singular beauty rings very true with me.
I am honored, Ann. Thank you. 🌷
This was such a beautiful read… I didn’t know I needed it. Thank you.
Thank you, Jean. 🌞🐚
I like how The Dog is capitalized, giving him the deity treatment. Very appropriate.
Oh your beautiful pie makes my poet heart sing. Those colors and textures are so beautiful. The reds and the blues and the delicate green. The shells and feather and wood and stone. Bark scrolls and seaweed tangles! And the branches with all the white clam shells!
I have a windowsill full of stones and shells and a piece of driftwood because I can't stop picking them up and bringing them home. I also have a pile of quahog shells in the back garden and there are fragments of mussels around the base of one of my maples. But I've never thought to make a pie with them.
I highly recommend making a pie. And if you do, send me a photo!
It’s all so beautiful! The pie, the writing, and the soul of the author! 💚
Thank you, Dearest Alina!
Don’t stop collecting and writing!
I love this so much!
Thank you for reading, AOM. ❤️