In my way, I find fear. Fear that I may never move again. So I must wait and wait for the correct time to break free and show my beautiful colors. In this investigation, I have found what it truly means to never move. In this investigation, I try and try, but it never works, I can never move. The plant being trapped in ice, branches red with sap like the blood in my veins. In this investigation this photo shows that we can only see the now. While in the calm, we can care about the future.