'To Trust the Wind is Precarious but the Wishes of a Child are Precious'
2009
I cant grow proper plants, you could call me a plant serial killer, i must be something of a horror legend in the plant world. What i can grow are dandelions whose flowers are fun puffy things that precariously cling to the stalk. My little 3 yr old bear loves to make wishes as he blows them off their little stalk to be carried away on the breeze, to who knows where.
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