Hidden hopes

“We scour the ground for the first shoots from bulbs we planted last year. Sometimes winter feels so long.

Yet under the earth these packets of potential lie waiting, and the bare branches of the trees will not be always be bare. They may look dead against a wintry sky, but we know they live. “

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I didn’t choose a word for 2017. Not deliberately, it just didn’t occur to me; I didn’t get round to it; nothing embedded itself in my imagination. I was too busy writing LOTS of words, to be honest! What might it have been, in hindsight? Hard to say, because so much was going on. I…… Continue reading space #oneword365