Cause clearly what this situation needed was fucking hail. Fantastic.
Skipped adding paint to the mix yesterday. Between that and the plastic clumps, the angry parnsip is exuding molding-purple-spots vibes. I don’t have the patience for another round of goop; I think he’s bulked enough to pivot.
We’ll see how he dries. In the meantime, there is much foliage to be made.
Maybe it was a request. Maybe if we all offer up more Halestorm, Mother Nature will stop waterboarding us.