If I told you, I'd expose a friend. If I told, I would intensify pain.
I will gossip, say too much, sometimes bring trouble....But, I won't tell secrets. Why break my own heart by betraying a friend?
Kale? I like Kale. It has a frilly edge, but it's hardly frivolous. It balances beauty, against sheer endurance, maintaining equilibrium at all times. It tastes good, and is rich in everything wholesome. I love it, and so do fifty percent of my children. I'm Kale; this blog records my slow growth through changing seasons.