When the caretaker is away, the plant shall play
My caretaker appears to be on a mission that has taken her away from of our shared quarters. As much as I pride myself in my independence, I must admit that I am somewhat concerned as to how my thirst will be quenched whilst she is away. I need not worry. I have made it through darker times than these. I hope in my next entry to have a glorious tale of how I have made it through this turbulent journey into the unknown. Until our path’s cross again.
Today’s Lesson: It is amazing the clarity a plant attains in moments of thirst!
Uleafy S. Plant
What the light behind the blinds must feel like! A potted plant can only dream of this type of heaven. Despite the negativity that creeps up my stem from time to time, I must always hold on to the fact that deep down to my roots, I am truly an optimistic being, and I will achieve that euphoria. For what is life without the unwilting faith for true happiness.
Today’s Lesson: Moss growing on a tree in heaven does not change the fact that the tree is in heaven.
Until our path’s cross again.
Uleafy S. Plant
Day 36 of 365:
There are new additions to my quarters. They’re truly vile, dastardly creatures. They were originally across the room, but they have since migrated over to my perch. They surround me presently. I want nothing more than to be removed of their presence. I had my caretaker snap of photo of their wretchedness. Look at how they crowd my perch and steal my precious light. It will be my goal to make sure they are removed forsooth. Until our paths cross again.
Today’s Lesson: Two may make an engagement, but four is hell.
I really like this photograph of the stained glass table that sits across the room from me. What’s most peculiar is that a single stone lies on the table. I have yet to decipher its purpose. Until our path’s cross again.
Today’s Lesson: Even a single stone can throw one’s mind into chaos.
Day 1 of 365 #shutteraday
Tis evening. There’s barely any light and I can hardly see my parchment. There’s a candle nearby but I have no means in which to light it nor the desire to seek out such means. I would have thought that my first entry in my memoirs would have been one of substance and meaning. But that is not the case. Fear not, my fine followers. Do not look back on this reading as one filled with disappointment and angst. Instead, view this as one of those lessons in life that leave you a better and wiser individual. Until our paths cross again.
Today’s Lesson: When it’s dark, there’s no light.