"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)
Monday, May 10, 2010
Soft Focus
The crabapple blooms briefly, perfuming the air, inviting bees, bee flies, butterflies who turn fluttering flowers into a white hubbub of spring.
When the flowers fall, everyone disappears just as quickly as they arrived, and each year my heart breaks a little more.
When the flowers fall, everyone disappears just as quickly as they arrived, and each year my heart breaks a little more.
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