I love this one. Though I hope this suits.
It made me think of the word start. I’m a late bloomer, in just about everything. It took a month after Jade’s 21st to finally bake. It took her ingenious partner’s rambling to make her grow Vegetables. Just to show her efforts could amount to something. Always been a lover of veg. I will eat a plate of veg and leave the meat. A state of being vulnerable. The patch is always under siege and I have to commit to their well-being daily. Much like relationships. It can be an uphill battle to coexist with someone you weren’t with from birth. It boggles the mind how ignorantly she took on the task. Her mind is in constant turmoil. She made am instantaneous decision to become a part of something that had already been prepped and baked. How do you take a cake out of the oven and try to change its outcome? Revolutionary woman that she is, she fights daily with her sanity as she tries to circumvent an ogre by choice, the choice been to be a boar with a small heart, then completely enfold the offspring and become their cloak. But it isn’t easy being a cloak, it rains, gets soiled, eventually you have to take it off and put it in the washer. So it becomes vulnerable but you leave it to sort itself out. All the while you are off guard and perhaps yourself vulnerable, but you close the door and hide away until the cloak is dry to put on again. The Vegetable patch is your home, your comfort, so you tend to it and everything outside of this is non existent.
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