Friday, May 20, 2011


The bold strokes of their branches already applied, trees welcome the pointillist's dappling, for now but a thin veil of vibrant color.

This barely-unfurling, still-becoming green is tender, innocent, as yet unspoiled by the unseemly dust and grime of urban summer. 

And oh, for just this moment, how it glows against still-gray bark and branch of other, envious trees!


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