
She sits there most days, in a festive summer dress, wearing a wide-brimmed hat. Some find it odd to see a solitary lady staring at a field, but she doesnβt mind. She watches the sunflowers, as they turn to follow the sun. There’s no hurry, for a long-time cancer survivor.
For with you is the fountain of life; in your light we see light. Psalm 32:9 (NIV)
For my brave friend Karla, at Flannel with Faith.
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