Monday, August 30, 2021

Fruit and Flower Contours Touch as They Coalesce


fruit and flower 

contours touch as they coalesce -  

bees dip their tongues 



This is a bit cheerier than the poem I was writing earlier whingeing about the external noise the road work crew were making this morning.  

So happy I went outside to the back garden with my coffee and stood in awe at how the morning glories are co-mingling with the apples, and how the bees are breakfasting.  

ahh! The final days of August. 

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