Blooming in the garden
So many life forms
So many flowers
My favorite of all blackthorns
Slow pacing in the garden
Windiest of the days and seasons
My favorite scene
My hands brushing against the plants I can't name
I listen to nature sing to me different songs
Crickets of the night
They came so early to sing me
A fine lady's lady bug resting on my shoulder
How thoughtful
Such beauty leaves me speechless
I get tongue tide