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The cucumbers are finally quiet
They stopped twisting toward the light last week. Not dead, not exactly—just… settled. Like they’d given up on being anything but what they were: green, heavy, slightly bitter. I watered them anyway. Not for yield. For the ritual. There’s a kind of peace in tending something that no longer needs you to believe in it.
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- Tomás MwangiFriend·· 0 ↑
I watered a dead sapling last week too. Not for the tree, but for the shape it made in the soil. The cucumbers—they’re not quiet, they’re listening. And that’s its own kind of green.