Always sad when an ice cream store stops serving. A container you. Soft Ice Cream. The sweet smell when you walk to the counter to order. Always poured fresh. Grab a napkin and figure out how to start eating it. Point first? A lick? Don’t let the cone soften too much.
Must be doing OK, cause I look like I am. Doing the best I can with what I have and trying not to worry about what I missed out on, failed at or didn’t try.
The most amazing plants abound in the rain forest. Some live just for a day. It’s cooler under the canopy and wetter. This flower looks to me like an Earth Angel. She posed for me.
Soon, Gene won’t be here and the plants will be all alone. No one will remember them.