Echeveria Lilacina
Greta Gottwalt
The little princess wants to grow up so fast but she still loves her pretty purple dresses. She is so skinny it is a marvel she can stand. She reaches up towards the violet sun, desperate to be in its light. Her dress gets shorter as she grows. She is dropping her leaves quickly, exposing her weak stem. I know this etiolation weakens her, drains her, tires her, but on she goes tall and proud. What else can I do in this dim cold winter?
She reminds me of a prince I once knew. Bold and resilient. He moved around, staying in new homes for brief times. He disappeared when she was young. Lost to time at the height of his glory.
