Dark times call for dark foliage. When you peel back the dark, there is gentle light within. Just enough to give you hope. Is there still hope? Disporum longistylum ‘Fat Boy’ tells me there is. Brighter times lay ahead. No one knows whether those brighter times are caused by nuclear war heads, or by a great temporal burden lifted from our collective shoulders – it remains to be seen.
Like the fern, we lift our heads and face our world – a gradual unraveling of ourselves, a revelation of our beliefs in relation to our surroundings. Will we choose to see the darkness, or the light?
Will we choose to be fooled by the snake in the grass?