Vernal Ephemera

Picking even part of a trillium can kill the whole plant- so they're best enjoyed in the wild.
threes upon threes: three in one

Today was my birthday, and the first day of spring- an equinox, a cusp, a day of balance and beauty.  I spent it in the wild, at one with the rock and the sun and the sky and the trees and the water and the crows that danced and sang and celebrated all of creation with me.  I felt more at one with the ebb and flow of the Universe than I have in a long damn time.

I am 33, and life has never been so good.

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