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Wednesday, December 12, 2012

december twelfth time

I find it remarkably comforting that my plants know that it is winter even though they are inside. They shed and blossom and grow accordingly. It says something about one's capacity to remain true to oneself even in the most bizarre and unanticipated of conditions.
Posted by ChristinaBeasley at 7:24 PM

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