The smokey Mountains are beautiful.
As a canopy spread over delicate leaves
wilting growth reached for speckled light
finding its way through
Even on the worst days there are the best moments.
they carry the larvae along the entire length of the leaf edges, squeezing as they go, using the larvae like living bottles of glue, until the edges of the leaves are stuck together from end to end
I sucked up a lemon seed through my straw while drinking iced tea and dropped it into soil with some fertilizer...boom-eight weeks later I have a lemon tree.
It will never grow old...not until my final sunset, then that is where you can find me.
BE SOMEONES LIGHT INSTEAD OF EXTINGUISHING YOUR OWN.