source of the freshly tempting, sweet powdery scent. “sometimes, in the morning, I touch her inner petals,” she said “and when I find — if — I find the stigma, it gives her that shimmer. and the scent lingers like forever”
it sounded like a fine routine part of a beautiful morning of garden care.

take your time, never rush it. you have to try and find the most pleasurable spot to taste and enjoy it without any pace.
then you can say you are good at eating figs and things.

every inch of a fig has a different colour and a single flavour with please. you start slow, lick and taste all the seeds. Feel and savour every single one of them on the tip of your tongue. the most hidden sweets, sour and the explosive salt.

sweet and beautiful.
your story feels like one of those real life glitches. thanks for sharing

monstera witch in soft pants