Colorspots: Rasta
This little plant doesn’t seem to know what color it wants to be. It’s not supposed to be growing here, being a weed and all. But who am I to hold a grudge against something so vivacious and mixed-up?
About Sara
I'm a busy freelance editor and writer, wife to Ian, and mother to two precious boys. I am living each day to the fullest and with as much grace, creativity, and patience as I can muster.
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"Love doesn't just sit there like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new." —Ursula K. LeGuinn
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