I started it in Connecticut, just making one block but it was so much fun, I just kept making more and more blocks. I couldn't decide what to do with them though. At the time I was very much into planting succulents and cacti in 1950's retro style planters that I would drill a hole in the bottom of. I found a poem called Cactus by K. Satchidanandan and I love the first three lines. I plan to embroider them in the center box:
"Thorns are my language.I announce my existencewith a bleeding touch."
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