Treasures

But in sometimes, spry, He sprinkles golden bits of trees– a dash of brash and yellow– in a wash of emerald sea. We trust the trees are making the jewel cast from above that much more delicious to watch, and see, and love. – – – Photo by Michael Pointner: https://www.pexels.com

New Life

That tree, leafing green dead, gray, ungrown just last fall, chirps forth in new song. – – – Photo by Alexey Demidov: https://www.pexels.com

Leaves Much to be Desired

Leaves are bits of rare gold-dust swirling, whirling, down to man; ruby, russet, emerald that cover up the browning grass like jewels. Such renewals start by dropping gems like glass shattering hues till reassembled green can peak from trees again. The currency exchange we trust. – – Photo by Jessica Fadel on Unsplash

A Beautiful Rivalry

Kelly, sea, emerald, pine the vibrant life-green seems unshy– sage, and hunter, every shade to bandy beauties with the sky. – Blue as vivid heaven’s soul unrivaled here in realms of clouds, it sweeps election every day most popular, and bright and Loud. – But hear a word for foliage: you never notice life around […]

Life

I watched a flower give itself— a thousand tiny strands— that wafted into wind and grew a field of dandelions