Sea otters hold hands while they sleep so they don't drift apart.
by my favorite poet, Mary Oliver
"Instructions for living a life.
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it."
Mary Oliver
Monday, March 29, 2021
“No tree becomes rooted and sturdy unless many a wind assails it. For by its very tossing it tightens its grip and plants its roots more securely; the fragile trees are those that have grown in a sunny valley.”
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