Then a hoverfly lands, atilt, lightly perched on the curve of a technicolor zinnia petal, and another dives headfirst into the yellow center of a pink zinnia one bouquet away.
They know a good thing when they find it.
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Morning Stupor
Even the flower flies rose groggily this morning, taking their time hovering over flower after flower, till finally one offers the color or olfactory message that says Me! Light on me!
Then a hoverfly lands, atilt, lightly perched on the curve of a technicolor zinnia petal, and another dives headfirst into the yellow center of a pink zinnia one bouquet away.
They know a good thing when they find it.
Then a hoverfly lands, atilt, lightly perched on the curve of a technicolor zinnia petal, and another dives headfirst into the yellow center of a pink zinnia one bouquet away.
They know a good thing when they find it.
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