Why this postcard has peas floating in the air I have no idea. Perhaps it is because peas are associated with pea-brains, being somewhat idiotic. Or maybe they are waiting to be put under the bed of the Princess.
The back of the postcard is entirely blank, no notes on who printed it. Or why.
The pod is obviously proud of its peas ready to burst out in little rounds. Yet . . . yet. I hear a whisper in the wind. Can you hear it?
“If only I had been born fifty years later . . . . I could have been a Sugar Snap . . . .I could have been . . . .a Sugar Snap . . . .”