Mar 2020
a single sparrow sings, perched atop one of the hemlocks that stand guard over their kingdom.
busy bees buzz around the redbud tree, bringing pollen to their queen.
the green garden gate ***** in the breeze, beckoning all with promises of sweet oasis from the summer sun.
the hazy sky and I swap stories,
and the spring peepers serenade us as the night falls, the universe unveiling her silent shadow like blossoms after rain.
the stars told me to say hello
busy bees buzz around the redbud tree, bringing pollen to their queen.
the green garden gate ***** in the breeze, beckoning all with promises of sweet oasis from the summer sun.
the hazy sky and I swap stories,
and the spring peepers serenade us as the night falls, the universe unveiling her silent shadow like blossoms after rain.
the stars told me to say hello
this is supposed to be a chronological journey through a summer day in my yard! the bird starts the early morning, the bees stop by in the late morning, the gate transitions into the afternoon, the hazy sky makes an appearance in the late afternoon when the clouds aren't burnt away by the powerful sun, and the spring peepers say hello at sunset, just before the stars send their salutations after dark. :)
