Day 27 Fleur
Now I remember why I can't be growing bushes in this tub...
Their serious lean did even out the canopy a good bit after the management, however..
Pros; cons.
I think you can see her retracting her pistils into her ovary already... exciting! Life!
And the rest continue their columnar stacking...
Wishing for their own encounter with a smooth casanova
The aromas remain the same.
Apple(lemon[spiceskunk]pine)grape.
Sometimes I forget my self and its place in the world at large.
I forget why I build these nests to harbor a safe hermitage away from the complications that rise from my extended involvement.
Getting too comfortable in a place is means to make oneself ripe for adjudication.
To let rise, the abrasives that act to exfoliate the surface and seep out the oxidized blood.
The blood that carries unity and compassion
But also those primal reactions.
The elucidation of the scars one receives is never a pleasant taste.
An animal wounded is not at fault for it's lashing out.
It just needs the allowance to make its way to its haven.
And heal up for a better day.
In the shadows
With a glimpse of light.