This plant seems to hold so many analogies that I am endlessly fascinated with photographing it from different angles and depths, it seems each time I see a different story portrayed in the "arms" of the buds or the unnatural color of the plant itself. This one seems to reveal a childhood, an urge to grow and change and the little bud in the middle/bottom/left of the image seems to be using it's arms to crawl up the stalk of the other.
We are pulling at our neighbors legs, straining for the light we see them in only to realize that once we reach it the weather is there too.
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