Make room for trouble.

A Darjeeling Oak Festooned with a Climber (1878) by Marianne North

This is a reminder to put a hand on the back of your neck and say, “I’m a crab, I’m a kitten, I’m an orchid. These fragile bones were built to survive.” The young will make you feel like ancient trash, their voices echoing through your hollow corners, but they’re just trying to make some …

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