We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children.
- Native American proverb
I can’t stop thinking about, dwelling on, living with the natural oil that unnaturally bleeds into the ocean and my heart.
In this week’s mama digs, I write about Margot’s eyes. Saturated, vibrant oil. And Ruby’s eyes. Vast, surging ocean. Both naturally occurring, both powerful.
click here to read oil and ocean.