There is something about evergreen. It refuses to let go of those leaves, even for old-man Winter. It's a fighter. It smells like Christmas, toilet cleaner, or gin, depending on your frame of mind. And don't fuck with an evergreen either, or you'll get a nasty poke to remind you not to fuck with evergreens. And what other kind of plant would grow and display pine cones? Could we have come up with that crazy accessory? Probably not.
Evergreen. Respect it.
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coniferophile!
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