
The ferns outside are lush and growing, and are the only plants they require daily watering. I took my re-purposed Arizona ice tea jug and watered them both. The liquid from beneath pushed down the porch, taking the dusting of pollen my eyes did not notice.
As it continued, the water literally turned yellow before it began to drip from the edge.
And here, despite what was presently suggested, I can blog again. Something about spring makes my mother ill.
Go figure.
She’s better, but she still doesn’t take care of herself. Meaning, if you’re unwell, say so. To wring it out of someone, to have to prod them is absolute insanity.
The trip to Target today led me in confessing to my Uber driver that I had a rough few days. I peered at Snapchat briefly…views are still up…
I rolled my eyes at this. There’s so much good going on. Then there’s this bean that you swore you soaked that’s now burnt and indigestible after you boil down your pot during the day.
Yes, that’s her.
It’s symbiotic, expect am I an overgrowth that’s gained a highly intelligent aura?
Yes. According to science, babies are invasive, stemming from the seed of their father.
Plot twist – I have to respect the vessel I chose to step foot into this plane.
3D hell sucks.
However, I felt the division when it occurred, I know exactly where I am. I am overlooking things I never imagined I would be.
How to explain this?
Maybe another time. I’m glad I did the right thing.
