Dear Claudia Alta,
as I drove across the Triangle-through the Piedmont and to the Mountains of North Carolina last week-I thought about Birds-Flowers-and you. It was hard not to-you were popping up in my thoughts as often as- mile after mile of glorious wild flowers amassed the highway.
At moments-I was even a bit distracted.
The rows of Lady Bird Sun Flowers are dazzling- "Helianthus annuus" -heady. Seed heads lolling, heavy-but not at sleep, rather soldiering their way along a ribbon of highyway.
As your yellow flock whirs by, your optimism-vision, and resilience is unmistakeable.
For the seeds you planted-it is a brilliant legacy-
Yours, A fellow traveler