In Blume — Third Entry

Third entry rule broken already: wrote four sentences before getting honest.

The garden behind the old ceramics studio is overgrown now, but the kiln still holds heat if you press your palm to its side. Yesterday I found a fired clay cup, half-broken, with a word etched underneath: keep . Not “beautiful” or “fragile.” Just keep. in blume third entry

The rain stopped this morning. The snails are back on the stone path. I stepped over three of them. That feels like progress. Third entry rule broken already: wrote four sentences