From the moment I first laid eyes on an Oxalis palmifrons I knew I wanted to take a picture of it with a tiny model train figure standing underneath the leaves as if she/he was a tourist posing among a bank of palm trees.
This photo isn’t quite what I had in mind.
You see, we’re still in the early stages of setting our lives back up after the move and a great many things are nowhere to be found. Yesterday we had to buy a new manicure set because I couldn’t go another day with so much grime underneath my nails. I hope to find my winter boots before the snow comes since new boots cost a lot more than a manicure set. Several other essential items are hiding out in a box somewhere along with the boots and rogue contents from the bathroom cabinet.
When I went digging around for my collection of tiny HO scale figurines, the only one I could find (inexplicably) was this headless woman clutching a purse.
I’m not trying to make a social statement and I assure you I am certainly not a misogynist. I just can’t find the figures that still have their extremities intact!