and who doesn’t love the lilies
of the black ponds floating like flocks of tiny swans,
and of course,the flaming trumpet vine where the hummingbird comes like a small green angel
As seen on Rising to the occasion
I saw this over at Goblinbox and didn't think what it said about me was that accurate. Though I do love doing these things regardless.
It seems sort of vague and strange.
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