January 10, 2011


I've read something wonderful. "Deep in their roots," Roethke said, "all flowers keep the light." My mind went at once to my tulips, frozen in the black soil of the bed you helped me dig. My imagination burrowed in like a mole and saw, in the center of a frozen bulb, a green place--quick and alive and radiant and indefatigable, the force that survives every winter blast and flies up in spite of itself, to greet spring.

-- A Light in the Window by Jan Karon

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