
Death. July 2025
Today, I return to my flower in death. It was beautiful in life. Two days later, it was closing in death. Today, it’s the last of her. She is now part of the soil, nourishing the next generation. The cycle of life.

Death. July 2025
Today, I return to my flower in death. It was beautiful in life. Two days later, it was closing in death. Today, it’s the last of her. She is now part of the soil, nourishing the next generation. The cycle of life.