constantly wavering staggering back and forth pure grey wisps lilting over liver spots on a glinting crown. after days spent vegetating sedro woolley has let him go under family escort.
the first seed he ever sifted through his fingers has led him here. every acre planted every berry blossomed every cow cured every milk pail filled.
now he constantly wavering in the breeze pure grey wisps lilting over ferns and moss under great cedars. the first seeds he ever sifted through his fingers led us here. he has grown acres of us. now we stand tall against the wind as he sifts through our fingers.