all that ever grows there is weeds...
I grow a field of sunflowers....with a clearing in the middle....to invite my love
A basket of apples, I suppose. Maybe a few golden. <br />
Prickly pears and a few scraggly weeds.<br />
Daisies. A few grapes that turned into raisins. Moss and mold. <br />
An oak and an elm. <br />
I'm working on cultivating some passion flowers, but I can't let them overgrow everything else.
The seed of God is in me , mind and body...still growing Praise the Lord.
Grown in my job. Grown on my libido