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Magnolia blooms –

My Mother’s garden renews ~

‘Sure that soil is spent’

Her mother famously said –

She was gloriously wrong.

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Sound of chimney wind –

Gives February gusts a voice ~

Old memories.

Paulownia blooms –
Littering the fresh cut lawn ~
Perhaps we’ll eat them.


Little purple fleurs –
Dotted low across the lawn ~
Survive my mowing. 


Hyacinth bouquet –
Rolling scent, rolling thunder ~
Caressing senses.

Azalea blooms –

Candying the short walk home ~

Sweeter still in rain.

  
  
 

Log in, work from home –

Mama fox and cubs gambol ~

Look at the smart ones. 

  

  

The bumble of bees.

The restarted walk of ants ~

We miss Winter not. 
   

  

     

Spring humidity –

Brings the year’s first thunderstorm ~

Children greeting Thor. 

  


The river flowing –

The bus home, crossing the bridge ~

Sunlit Potomac. 

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