You’re complicated and layered like an onion. The more I learn about you, peeling away each layer, the more you make me cry. No, that’s not right.
Thinking, thinking.
Okay, you’re like a raw egg. A riddle wrapped in an enigma, surrounded by a mystery. A little cracked, a bit runny, kind of like snot. Oh, sorry. That was wrong.
A Greek olive! You’re a bitter drupe with a heart of stone. Wait… that’s not any better.
I’ve got it. You’re like the delicate, overlapping gills of a mushroom, easily broken, yet strangely supportive.
Eh? That’s the best I got.
NaBloPoMo 16/30
Thin spiral notebook 
It looks like Sir Walter Raleigh’s ruffle collar. Gorgeous light and colour.
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words and image delicious.
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A lovely posting thanks. But, ah! is it poisonous?
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Beautiful photo 🙂
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so good
That’s what we do, right? peel the layers, thus opportunities.
great interpretation
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Layer by layer this was good writing.
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And oh, sheesh…. beautiful and delicate photograph!
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You’re,re a fun gi? Sorry, I couldn’t resist! You’re like a mushroom, slightly bruised, delicate in your nature. I need to peel your layer with delicate strokes of a fine sharp knife, cut you at the stem, and wash away the dirt before I consume you. Wow. Where did that come from? LOL.
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