Spring blooms azaleas, crocuses, and snowdrops. The moon rises and sets and rises again. A fox kit scampers off for the first time.
Later, I reconnect with old friends at the lake cabin bonfire.
rosebud the prick of passing time
I travel
prune last
my year’s
friend daisies
list bloom
post-election howling at the moon again
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