weeds nom aka offerings, volunteers 051112 ... tender_square the linen and polyester fabric was fraying and spotted with lichen. i chose a trowel from the tools to dig at roots. the head of the blade kept dislocating at odd angles from the handle, unable to get to depths. flecks of wet soil revealed earthworms and shattered snail shells. i yanked dandelion, chickweed, creeping charlie, cut back the dried fronds of hostas, cupped dead leaves into mass graves. after days of grey and rain, the sun shocked with an intensity that left me wilted. 230505 what's it to you? who go blather from