Fenriss (fenriss) wrote,

I love my love with an E

Last night wasn't so different from the usual, only we had a little dark chocolate. We don't pay a lot of attention to love holidays. We're very, very fortunate that way.

I want to get my hands into soil. This is the time when it becomes an aching, forceful need in me. Mushroomy-smelling loam on an overcast day, the local birds all watching curiously while I put down seed. They want it eat my seeds before they get a chance to germinate, but I'll take measures against that. The ground'll be warm enough soon to get a shovel in. Then everything will be OK.
  • Post a new comment


    default userpic

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.