The orchid is not dead yet. It feels fine. It thinks it might go for a walk.
It’s only fallen off the chopstick I stuck into the pot once. So far.
Still doesn’t look good.
Tilty Orchid
I write every day. Sometimes I even blog.
I write every day. Sometimes I even blog.
The orchid is not dead yet. It feels fine. It thinks it might go for a walk.
It’s only fallen off the chopstick I stuck into the pot once. So far.
Still doesn’t look good.
Writing Every Day 