Today,
yesterday,
the day before,
tomorrow,
steam rolls off the grass,
sun melts hot colors of summer flowers
shade comes in sliced pieces
shattered by tall grasses
wind sneaks through bushes
frenetically waving
Black and white of winter,
Browns and oranges of autumn.
Have disappeared forgotten.
Winter Memories Shown Here
Orange lilies bob their heads
reaching out above the hydrangeas
delicate flickering petals flying
sedately touching summer hot streams of light.
Orange lilies dominate.
Last year it was hot pink phlox.
The garden shifts its mood
depending
which way the seeds blow
how seedlings survive winter storms,
which roots drink in cold spring rain
absorb or radiate this simmering heat
sometimes leaves just shrugging down and hanging there
waiting for water.
Stonework defines the landscape.
However, the bushes and trees reinterpret the lay out to suit their own needs.
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| View from Attic |
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| From the ground |
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