The rhododendron and I share a vintage

Deadheading as a repeated practice of cutting that which stands in the way of growth, evolution, nourishment. Dancing that „capacity” dance, on a tightrope between usefulness and uselessness. Learning the same lesson again and again. (Because make no mistake I will be here again, sometime sooner or later.) Hoping that next season’s blossoms will be... See more

I want to do x, so why can’t I?

For many months now (as you could tell by my silence) I have had the hardest time prioritizing the thing that’s important to me. Writing. Not just here publicly but also my own personal writing that happens in the early morning when my brain’s rested but fuzzy and supple and things spill out with ease, or late at nig... See more

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