through the summer months, the dogwoods are green and boring and not very beautiful.
they are fierce with the growth, though.
you can prune the shit out of them and they won’t die.
they are prettiest in winter, when they are bare and frozen and bright red against the white.
like how our coats are full and brilliant in the winter sun.
they are like dogs, these woods.
like honey with her three legs.
like me with my motherfucking ball.
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