I followed a sound that runs in the deep
It seems to be rose season. I saw them everywhere as I walked around my neighborhood this evening, dodging the sudden fine-weather concentration of people. Not enough masks as usual, but I appreciated the kid on the bike who pulled up his kerchief as soon as he saw me. We made eye contact. I rely on my eyebrows to do a lot of communication for me these days.
I loved their color in the sunset light. They smelled as rich as they looked. There should have been a beach on the other side of the street.
The only blossom of its kind in the yard. It shook in the wind, but its petals gleamed like pure satin.
Construction on the School Street Bridge. Not at all flowerlike, but I was struck by the colors.
I liked the alley of light between the temporary high school buildings and the linden trees.
The sleeping slugs are long gone from the utility box, but this tribute to their love remains.
Looking down the right of way toward Boston.
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spatch over my shoulder, impressed: "Those are some serious Georgia O'Keeffe folds."
I have seen carved alabaster glow like these petals. I have seen shells of this color, too.
And this one simply held light.
I wish I could call Tethys; then maybe the man in the White House would be eaten by a shark.
I loved their color in the sunset light. They smelled as rich as they looked. There should have been a beach on the other side of the street.
The only blossom of its kind in the yard. It shook in the wind, but its petals gleamed like pure satin.
Construction on the School Street Bridge. Not at all flowerlike, but I was struck by the colors.
I liked the alley of light between the temporary high school buildings and the linden trees.
The sleeping slugs are long gone from the utility box, but this tribute to their love remains.
Looking down the right of way toward Boston.
spatch over my shoulder, impressed: "Those are some serious Georgia O'Keeffe folds."
I have seen carved alabaster glow like these petals. I have seen shells of this color, too.
And this one simply held light.
I wish I could call Tethys; then maybe the man in the White House would be eaten by a shark.
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Thank you! I'm glad.