Vervain
even the darkest night
will end
will end
"Oh, that one really doesn't want to let go, does it?" Vai smiles brightly to Enzo as she appears through the trees, her own bag slung over one shoulder, Coco coiled around her left arm. As wild as the woods they walk in, she has embraced the Longheat weather by sweeping her curls up into a high braid off her neck, though the Greatwood is still stifling at best. "Here you go - I have just the thing for you."
Kneeling in the dirt beside Enzo, Vai produces a small trowel perfect for child-sized hands. "Sometimes," she explains, "we must persuade the plants to come out and see us. Brute force just makes them stubborn." Winking, she demonstrates by carefully teasing at the earth with the trowel around the plant's roots, before offering it to the boy so he can have a go. "What do you think this one is, mm?"
Kneeling in the dirt beside Enzo, Vai produces a small trowel perfect for child-sized hands. "Sometimes," she explains, "we must persuade the plants to come out and see us. Brute force just makes them stubborn." Winking, she demonstrates by carefully teasing at the earth with the trowel around the plant's roots, before offering it to the boy so he can have a go. "What do you think this one is, mm?"
and the sun
will rise
will rise
