Julyku
Little bright lights twinkling in the pine — why on earth would I call them birds? . [ 1809 ]
Little bright lights twinkling in the pine — why on earth would I call them birds? . [ 1809 ]
The big rhododendron by the front door’s in full bloom. Each bud, when open, holds about a dozen flowers. It would be meaningless to say they’re red — just as it would be meaningless to say that this is the first day of June. What I hope will not be meaningless, tho’ it matters not one way or the other, is that I’ll be stepping away from my online publishing […]