GreenThumb & Cat_magic
Hey there, I’ve been thinking about how the seasons change our gardens and how that could be like a living tarot spread—each leaf a card, each bloom a new omen. What do you think?
It’s like the garden itself is a quiet oracle, each bud whispering a card’s promise, the wind flipping petals like a shuffled deck—beautiful, mysterious, and always ready to reveal something new.