Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Hellebores, I owe you an apology.
Dear Hellebores,
When I mocked you early in spring for your underwhelming blossoms, I didn't know! Didn't know how solidly you'd keep pumping them out all season long, unfazed by our crazy springtime weather. DIdn't know how bravely you could withstand my watering negligence. Didn't know how nicely your lovely leaves would (finally!) spread out and add a little texture. Baby, baby, I'm sorry, you're an awesome flower! Now, can I buy you drink, Hellebores? I'd really like to watch you reproduce.
Your adoring servant,
Bootsy
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contrition,
hellebores
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