OK, I admit it. I don’t like the holiday season very much. I’m also not highly impressed with modern California suburbia. At the same time, maintaining a humbug attitude is neither healthy nor considerate to others.
These bright orange seeds are as sticky as they are shiny. I don’t associate the last few days of fall as a time for fertility rituals, but here we have some evidence that it might not be a bad idea.
These black seeds are as tiny as they are shiny, each one significantly smaller than an eraser at the end of a pencil.
This is my favorite picture in this series. Here are some tiny red flowers that seem to be holding out against the encroaching desolation. (The smart money is betting against the flowers.)
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