I have worried in silence of one of my favorite flowers.
The wild Liontooth that grows up from concrete and makes its way trough no matter what.
I have been worried for years that there has been so little of them on the islands i live.
But this year they grow in thousands out on the islands.
The Liontooth tells me a story that it is possible to grow in no matter what environment or shelter you are in. It is beautiful to see this wild flowers grow out from the concrete outside the farm house and it tells me that there is always hope and that new seasons sets in.
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