The smokey Mountains are beautiful.
As a canopy spread over delicate leaves
wilting growth reached for speckled light
finding its way through
Even on the worst days there are the best moments.
they carry the larvae along the entire length of the leaf edges, squeezing as they go, using the larvae like living bottles of glue, until the edges of the leaves are stuck together from end to end
I am re-posting this from Ivors page as it has a wonderful music video included that warmed my heart. I hope you take the time to watch. Its worth the four minute feel good break it will give you. Happy listening. https://www.youtube.com/embed/0E1bNmyPWww?version=3&rel=1&fs=1&autohide=2&showsearch=0&showinfo=1&iv_load_policy=1&wmode=transparent Haiku: The Sun The fiery sun burns Bitumen melts underfoot Tomatoes glow red… Continue reading The Sun — Ivor.Plumber/Poet
I sucked up a lemon seed through my straw while drinking iced tea and dropped it into soil with some fertilizer...boom-eight weeks later I have a lemon tree.
It will never grow old...not until my final sunset, then that is where you can find me.