Once upon a time, I picked vibrant, ripe red mini tomatoes hanging enticingly on the neighbor's plant.
Fearing Mom's thunderstorm-like scoldings, I quickly buried them in the sandy ground. But I couldn't stop being a troubled kid.
I had an irresistible urge to pick up objects that were red, round, shiny, and appealing—flowers, fruits, toys, and accessories.
Intertwined branches
Dragon Fruit, Apple, Orange
Fishing Wire
Soil
