Rambling Manure blog

I gotta get out of here

As I was scurrying getting ready to go to work, I was suddenly stopped by the forlorn expression of a plant. My night-blooming Jasmine was not-so-silently looking out the window. I could feel it. Her leaves were turned for optimum sun intake, even as the sun in that particular window wasn't that great. She had

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