A Closet Flower Child Remembers
The Road Not Taken
Unpacking some newly ordered flowerpots with handcrafted macramé hangers brought back a flood of bittersweet memories! Many were memories of times when I created those myself, with and without polished wooden beads woven among the cotton strands of many colors.
They had told me the 60s were the harbinger of more bad things to come. Tolerating or smirking at the…