. tuesday .

so now the green house
is white, even the top,
where i could not reach.

he used a ladder.

we spoke of nettles how
i like the height yet
not fond of falling on
them.

he had to crush them to reach,
yet we agreed they will
soon grow again.

meanwhile, the clouds gathered,
in the evening we had rain.

sbm.

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