clinging to a handful of leaves on a tree like a human hand bc I need to connect to another being. earnestly and urgently. trees are intelligent but I don’t think they gaf abt me and my problems
it’s one of the best things you can do for your soul. especially during this time of year as a way of saying “thank you” for blooming. they hug you back!
the botanic garden in sydney calls her putricia and she’s about to bloom for the first time in fifteen years. i feel like i am watching a scene from invasion of the body snatchers and that a human will crawl out of her pod.
