January 3, 2015

Bleached Twigs
Bleached Twigs

From a shrub.  Part of a shrub.  A large shrub, actually, that’s pretty common around here.  I can’t remember whether it greens up in the spring or not.  It’s tangled and twiggy and almost dangerous looking, with a spikiness that I find attractive despite its probable sharpness.

Some spiky people are attractive, too.  Their bareness and lack of guile, while rather in-your-face, at least feels honest and without pretense.   What you see is what you get.  That can be relaxing.  No puzzling out what’s intended.  So, this shrub has no pretense.  It is what it is.  And I do wonder if it becomes something else.  I’ll have to remember to notice over the next few months!

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