"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Purple Thumb
Pale-skinned thumbs, inked purple: two crocuses pushing through stepping-stones in Trink's yard, on the verge of unfurling.Her daughter had told me to tread carefully and look down. Suddenly there they were, so tiny and fragile I had to lie in grass to photograph them.Their petals held tight like secrets to the vest, the white and purple crocuses sport yellow throats, fuzzy spat-like stripes, and yellowy centers waiting to burst. Sure signs of more blossoms to come, these early-comers. From now on, I walk looking down to avoid trampling on other spring fingerlings.
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