Latent gardening powers SURGING.
BLOSSOMING, even. UNFURLING.
I am the MOTHER OF ROSES.
Only, you know -
on a very
very
small
scale.
Actually, what happened is my bush became distressed in the cardboard box they shipped it in from Portland, and it blew a blossom early.
There are also hops planted in that dirt, but they might have died under there somewhere, and I can't buy more seedlings until next pay period. Gardening is not as immediately gratifying as laying floor tile or knitting a sock or ripping up a shitty drawing.
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