At F's house today while we were working on organizing our materials depot, I spied a little metal fish, curved slightly, dark grey metal with verdigris in the lines that were incised in it. Then later, with everything organized and in a place of perfection, we went walking around her garden and I collected some twigs. The most elaborate was a terminal bud on an oak-leaf hydrangea (4291 and 4292 as well as 4287 and 4389). This bud looks like a shrine, a finial on a Renaissance four-poster bed, a holy-of-holies of some kind, the pulpit in a Byzantine cathedral. As a bonus it has bright orange trim, softly furry surfaces, and a perfect leaf scar, also orange and with seven dots. I want one of these plants just so that I can watch the unfurling of these buds while sitting under the branches in the moonlight.