While cleaning pechay (bok choy) for vegetarian kare-kare, I noticed that one of my pechay had bloomed into a small goldenrod-like flower at the top.
What a lovely omen. What a lovely superstitiousness on my part, if you will forgive me the vanity of calling something associated with myself "lovely" (what lovely vanity? oh dear ). Of course, there is no profound reason why my pechay bloomed in the fridge and another pechay did not. Still, how beautiful can nothing be? Very.