The orchid finally bloomed.
It spent so much time closed up, swelling silently, burgeoning in the shade, looking odd. First it sent out a pale lick of a petal, and then a ruffle of pink.
And then this morning, when I was dreaming of the first boy I loved, it broke open like a heart.
What beautiful blooms! You have green fingers, I swear!
ReplyDeletenever mind the bloomin' orchids. tell us about the first lad you luuuurved :) quick quick. post pix.
ReplyDeleteughhh... u all have no imagination one.
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