No particular synchronicity, whatever’s on the menu.
Some fields lay fallow.
Others are flourishing with intentional flowers.
The tractors and combines sit quietly between covering furrrows.
Crinkle-cut and smily-moustached, Mr. Fertile follows the same route to his consulting rooms as he has for 3 years, two months and two days.
Tomorrow he will discover a new route.
Cornelia Uppering has created a small empire, it will become a giant, though she doesn’t know it yet.
Flowers and furrows and change.
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