The Tall Flower Meadow On The First Day Of Fall

The maintenance gardener has limited endurance. He was out there opening and civilizing the paths over the last few days. He feels so much better when it is done. Visitors don't matter. It is for him alone.

It's a trap though.

The deeper you go into my garden, the more traumatic it is going to be for people who cannot abide plants and bugs that can touch them.

The lazier wild gardener is only willing to sacrifice so much for civilized. There is a limit to discarding perfectly good floral abundance.

As the world turns blue and white near the end.

There is civilized hidden out there in the wild.