Still by Kees-jan Husselman

‘Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind,
As man’s ingratitude.’
William Shakespeare

Today is the kick-off in Copenhagen, but I’m not there yet. Yesterday the wind suddenly started blowing as if the whole world would burst out in pieces. Apparently it wasn’t that bad, however one of my branches splitted. A somewhat old, but nice, woman took me to the first-aid. Well, the doctors had to amputate my branch. Anyhoo, now I have a fresh scar with a good story.

So I need this artificial respiration again and I get some extra water. My health is pretty critical… I hope there’ll be a solution soon, so that I can go to Copenhagen!

Love & peace,

Gary

copenhagen, greenhouse, hospital, ill