Fuzzy brains, please.
Oct 21, 2020
Oof. Gotta say I have been going through a s**t time. Just want to curl up and be left alone. But yesterday, J texted, "Do you want to anything from the FM?"
"What's FM?"
"Farmers Market."
"Yes. Cockscomb."
I haven't been to a single market this year and have kept thinking that one of the many things I love about Fall is cockscomb. The flower that looks like fuzzy brains.
Jeremy asked around and brought me 2 bouquets of gorgeousness. WITH KALE. LOVE KALE.
Off to the studio to arrange them.
I may curl up in a ball later. But right now, I am okay and loving the smell of the bouquets.
