50!


(i did not count those white orbs on the plant but guessed there are 50)


(last night it occurred to me that the full moon now is the 50th since the one when Tom left home in its bright light.  i love that he somehow managed to take last breath on the night of a full moon - and i love counting full moons - such a magical way of measuring the passage of time - the constant cycles of life we witness and are privileged to be part of ----so here is to 50 dear one.)