D.O.P.-T.

The moon is full today; I blóted in the morning sun for Eostre/Ostara, while the dog footled under the tree behind me. I had grabbed a few beans from a dried-up pod on last year's red-flowered runner-bean, and put them in the big pot under the laundry-room window; this afternoon I see two rearing their bent heads out of the soil.

( Lily. )