Delicate Gamble
Every six months or so, I buy a house plant and tell myself *this* will be the one that survives. Why, this time, I chose tiny and fragile violas, I have no idea. They were the definition of “impulse buy” on my quick grocery trip to buy hamburgers. I was charmed by the contrast of their sunny yellow and deep purple faces. Well, here goes nothing.
“Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.” -Rainer Maria Rilke
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