We were impressed by the beauty growing out of the stone, and she stopped and said ” beautiful aren’t they? And they live off of nothin. And if you try to plant them they won’t grow. You just have to let them come”

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    • markmorey
      markmorey says:

      One question I’m asking is: How is my ancestry living through me today? Seeing the resilience of plant life living off of rock spoke to me as a poetic metaphor of the difficult times and resilient spirit of irish culture.


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