Clear and cold. I shut my eyes against the sun, and the lace-work of tree branches reappears in white on the red canvas of my eyelids.
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Clear and cold. I shut my eyes against the sun, and the lace-work of tree branches reappears in white on the red canvas of my eyelids.
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Looking like a Christmas card – nicely expressed.
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White daisies and oregano effervescent with lush green overconfidence. A carrot waves lacy flowers. Bees search the salvia and lamb’s ears. Thyme is still woody, more conservative, anticipating dry Summer heat. Clear, silvery globes like alien plums, contrast the red and rusty leaves of the prunus, for Christmas.
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