This is the common reed, otherwise known by the silk-soft sweep on your arm or leg as you pass by (who else greets you so gently on your walk through life?); or that unrepeatable play of sunlight through feathers of carmine and crimson; or the cool scent of shade in a burning world...
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In front of us is the feather soft flower head of the common reed. Feel how silky it is, like running your fingers through floral water. It is the red colour that generally only appears in dreams. It has no scent, but clothes itself in the smell of cool air.