Let your imagination take flight as it pedals along with... well, whatever happens to catch my attention!
The plant grewand flourished, like love.But neglect,over time,made both lose the will to live.Death was a kindness.
Your poem went straight to my heart.
You got that right , sister. You got to feed love!
Awww... how sad. Great capture though Jinksy. I always like what you do with the pics :)
I LOVE that you went with the pot......! Clever lady! :)
Thinks...I went to pot years ago! LOL
Nice perspective ~ Death would be kindness ~
Once a plant looks like this, its a done deal! LOL
Nurturing is important and cannot be neglected for very long. Thank you for the reminder, Jinsksy. I love your point of view. =D
I think it arose because I have no particular fondness for either dogs or hoodies! Hehehe! At least a pot plant is fairly innocuous. :)
But always keep Byron's "We'll Go No More A-roving" in mind. (And note the sudden change in the Good Doctor's appearance)
Why, hello! Nice to see you, to see you nice. Where have you been hiding? :)
nice to see a different take on this picture!
I like your explanation for its state!
Looks like my plants... I think I'm going to go water them now!
yes- love will wither and die if neglected-great reminder- now I'll go hug my sweetie pie!
ouch...neglect will do that...to most anything ....
Yes, neglect is cruelty by omission. Nicely captured.
Waste away & shrivel indeed! thanks
Oh my ... this was very clever to take a pice of the painting. Appropriate too at least where many live in the US draught. Very good!
Sadly, we can't blame the rain gods for neglect, though can we?
And years ago I used to be pleasantly potted - LOLOL
Green fingers lacking, I see...
Sad, honest and a little beauty.Anna :o]
Poignant shadorma -
I think my meantime house plants would agree wholeheartedly with you on this one!
Green thumb goes missing...
Oh wow! This is profound. Aren't we just like that?!Excellent:"But neglect,over time,made both lose the will to live.Death was a kindness."
This is my favorite mag for this week!
Oh this is so good....so true....felt sad....pointing to a spot you talked for the whole picture.....
Both pot and plant simply lost the will, so why shouldnt pots be sentient ? , this has fot me thinking. I have read stories where the indigenous people of many stations recognise the consciousness of stones. So why not a pot that so many peoples admiration may have unwittingly fused some of our own life into ? . Where does pot consciousness go, when it " dies" , you have got me thinking again, Jinksy , thanks
But broken pots, which end up as shards, delight archeologists when they come to light after centuries, so I'm not sure pots ever 'die'...
I like that you chose to write about the plant. Well written!
for it to grow, nourishment is a necessity... love it...JJRod'z
....even love needs water!