Wherever you are in your life, look to the pines. I hope they remind you of our front yard, how they precariously sway and swoop in the wind. I hope when you boil them, they remind you of green. And the way you collected as many pinecones as you could because you’d never seen them before, so many that they became a monument in our yard. I hope as the tea boils, it reminds you of me starting a pot. Of me putting plenty of herbs and hours and honey into your cup. I hope that you recognize the prickle and that you’re soft enough to feel.
Dear G
Collection: Home Remedies
Prompt: Write a letter to a child in your life about a home remedy.
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