Saturday, April 10, 2010

Dizzying Speed

Color races up out of the ground, sprouts at the ends of every limb and branch, races up the trees like visible sap.

Everything proclaims the speed of the season, including a fly half the size of my little finger nail and two bee flies.

Flitting and darting from blossom to blossom, they suck the life out of flower and of me, struggling to keep up with spring.

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