Living things are inherently messy. I, too, prefer it that way.
I've never understood the appeal of a "perfect" garden - rigid and structured and geometric to the nth degree; not a joyous celebration of living things, but a dystopian symbol of uncompromising domination over nature.
The kind of person who enjoys a "perfect" garden, I can only imagine, is the kind of person who takes pleasure in inspecting prison cells.
"A bit of a mess, but I like it this way."
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I've never understood the appeal of a "perfect" garden - rigid and structured and geometric to the nth degree; not a joyous celebration of living things, but a dystopian symbol of uncompromising domination over nature.
The kind of person who enjoys a "perfect" garden, I can only imagine, is the kind of person who takes pleasure in inspecting prison cells.