“Oh, send out Your light and Your truth! Let them lead me; let them bring me to Your holy hill and to Your tabernacle.” ~ Psalm 43 Edgar, the Cabbage A novel for adults who wish they were kids, kids who wish they were adults, and all assortments of broccolis and cauliflowers.
I stopped short after reading “… dreaming of nothing more than spreading his roots in a warm pasture of mud, rocketing his leaves to the glorious light of the sky, and basking in the power of chloroform.”
I think you meant chlorophyll not chloroform. Chloroform would render the non-cabbage hero unconscious. Chlorophyll is what plants use to absorb energy from the sun.
199 All Saints: Edgar, the Cabbage
I stopped short after reading “… dreaming of nothing more than spreading his roots in a warm pasture of mud, rocketing his leaves to the glorious light of the sky, and basking in the power of chloroform.”
I think you meant chlorophyll not chloroform. Chloroform would render the non-cabbage hero unconscious. Chlorophyll is what plants use to absorb energy from the sun.
This was a truly delightful read. It reminded me of The River by Flannery O'Connor, but much more lightheaded and beautifully dream-like.