Sometimes lovely reality gets in my way. When flower forms diminish color, Neutralize green, flatten texture I make the flowers go away. Sometimes light and color are the point .
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Vanilla Grill (Common Sense) Vanilla-scented astilbe crowds the rusted grill. Its doors still glide open with a smart “snick”. Spiders and leaves fill the void around the cold propane tank. I raise the silent lid, turn the knob, click-click-click, and a blue flame whooshes just short of my face, settles …