The wild reproductive phases of an ordinary plant. All of them seemingly visible at the same time: buds, blooms, shards, and shells. It amazes me the veritable tenacity. Like humans thinking about nothing but sex morning, noon and night. You can’t keep it up forever, but try telling that to those engrossed in it. Tell it to the billboards and magazine covers. Tell the hospital delivery rooms. Just look at the ordinary leaves and tell me you would expect this. Life must go on.