I really am a member at the ATL BotGarden because of the plants, and the peacefulness I can find among them.

I’m even entranced by the goddess, with her tresses of sweet potato vines and whatever.

We’re now in a Chihuly-fest, and, while I find his pieces pretty and eye-catching, I do not find them green, floral, and alive.

This entry was posted in anthropology, floral, personal on Sunday, 12 June 2016 at 9:01 pm.
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