[Look who is finally showing his tree! No clue as to how much life is left in it... But anyway.
There's a few rather
pretty looking purple flowers still hanging from it, while the rest of the tree is heavily laden with... pomegranates!
Abel is quite clearly enjoying some of the sweet arils from it, playing with one of the purple harebells on a branch]
I'm glad it turned out so lovely! I was sure all the cold weather would kill it off prematurely.
[He hums a bit, nudging the flowers a bit]
What kind of flower is this anyway? I'm sure I've seen it before...
[[ooc: Abels plant grew harebells (bluebells) and pomegranates! Of course, the pomegranate meaning will stem from the Christian symbolism, and the bluebells according to the language of flowers means humility and grief. Feel free to burst his happy bubble and explain~]]