Into the second week of studying in this tucked away institution... A gate that surrounds and closes up the boundaries that had reached out.... vines were chopped... The blooming flowers gone... It is summer now, spring is long gone...
What do I expect, not a streak of rainbows over my head, nor a lark perching on the lamp post outside the window. Wind is different, much warmer... But the skies are blues there....
There are more winds to ride on...
As much as there are daisies in my mind, there are none here in fact... the fact that soil matters....
Saw hibiscus instead...
I should probably lok for casuarina tress soon.. miss those would be pine cones... tiny as they are might....
The year lays ahead a path of familiar shrubs but unknown encounters....
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