Lopsided in part, of course, because I haven't yet worked through in patient detail how best to angle the flash (oh wondrous feature - a non-static pop up flash) on my newish point and shoot. But also lopsided because our flowers are being raided, in the dead of night, by Moth, who thinks that it's the sweetest act of homage to hunt down a flower during the night and bring it to a sleeping Alice. I'd think this was extremely sweet, too, if I wasn't, in fact, rather jealous of this decidedly preferential devotion.
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