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Another stunning pair of pleistocene-rooted aspens, just putting forth their green scales. So strange to come upon such an organism in the desert.
I could never make something so perfect, so precise
As midway between summer’s cauldron fire and winter’s ice
A revving of the engines, an adjustment of the eyes
From bleak to bright and coloured light. In short, it’s rather nice.
This season is a halfway house, an opening of blinds,
A rooster season, and a rood awakening of mind
To worlds [...]
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Scarlet gilia, also called skyrockets. One of my (and local hummingbirds’) favorite spring through summer plants.
At last the world leans the cobbled street
between Church and City Hall
in line with the sun.
The host of sparrows in the barren aralia vines
catches fire again, flickering and dancing so quick,
like a scaffolding of glad candles.
The forsythia hedge at the Mansion gate–
yesterday a row of tattered sticks,
today a bustling brass parade.
And we, the grey coated [...]
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One of this world’s many beckoning paths. In spring light.