I’ve never had green fingers.
Cacti have died under my care. That’s how bad it is.
So I’m not sure what happened in the last 2-3 days.
Maybe getting deep into the trenches can be lonely. Maybe it’s just the feeling and process of growing, and wanting to remember it in some way. Maybe it’s my inner child getting a little restless. Or maybe it was simply that empty Vitagen bottle :p
Meet my little dowgays 🙂
I know, they’re nothing to shout about (FM: Please lah, kids grow them in primary school all the time!!!). But there’s something about them that makes me very happy. Every time I look at them, I giggle. A sense of wonder, expectancy and appreciation for slowness returns.
(And yes, I do talk to them.)
Guess we’re growing together.