The earth laughs in flowers.

The world is slowly stretching and waking up again and it’s looking around  seeing flowers everywhere. Keeping them in bloom is our duty, even if they’re weeds. My lawn has been taken over by tiny purple and pink things that resemble geraniums, but that are wild and careless and don’t mind me stepping over them or being mowed once a month; they’ll spring back from under my feet and from the stumps left behind by the blades. They’re tireless and will never give up.

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