IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
Expectations artificialliving in an urban junglelonging for nature’s calm – time moves too swiftlybarely registerlet alone participate We are guests in our ownexpectation’s dysfunctionlicensed for depression a smorgasbord for abuseintentions mislaid,disappointment unavoidable The ego pretends to be openbut she’s an actress off cueplaying out a sentence – condemned to basicspraying to escapethis dystopian malfunction. (Image […]
oh these are gorgeous
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So lovely! I haven’t had much luck with orchids. Mine get these strange root-like growths near the bottom stem. Do you let them grow or cut off? I’ve never been able to find an answer to this!!
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I let them grow. I don’t interfere with them much to be honest
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Thanks!
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VJ…these are stunning! 😊💝😊
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Thanks!
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Gorgeous 💖
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Wow! So lovely, VJ.
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Thanks
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Welcome.
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Stunning!
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So beautiful! (K)
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Thanks
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I could never get any to last. I’m jealous!😁
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This is the first house where we’ve had success.
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WOW! So pretty. Do they have a fragrance?
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Subtle if any
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Thanks. I’ve not been around many real orchids.
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