CUBAN OREGANO

a few thunderstorms later it was silly to even worry about the posture of my cuttings. cuban oregano, the top leaves burn your tongue clean.

and the rain turned a few more things up. five potato sprouts for example. my mother deposits expired vegetables in my garden like theyre instant compost and the bin a scarecrow. but i appreciate the sentiment. cant pretend i know where the microbes prefer to dine anyways.

weeds sprouted, moist soil from hopefully not cat piss, might even be some worms in there enjoying both types of showers. there should be worms. so why not the wildflowers i bought from a neighbour last year in a small dug out rectangle by the front door? might be the wrong place for the seeds or the wrong seeds for the place. but trial and error, my friend. the way of life.

especially excited about the native lavender. only guessing it is because i want it to be, could be imagining this lavender thing entirely altogether. will update in time.

im hearing the soil fizz after the top layer of water bubbled inside. the water was cold, but the weather isnt.

ahhh.

and then the neighbours scream.