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Selfheal Prunella vulgaris
Maybe it was on the day the greenhouses opened when the sun made it too hot inside that we had gone down to the blueberry barren to prune. I guess it was the first day that felt like something had changed. That morning I’d watched the light hit a new part of the wall.
Down under the blueberries, pruning them with dull shears. Laying on my back looking at deep blue sky between the branches.
Cutting out what doesn’t need to be there Leaving only what’s left
