The Trees Are Afire


The low winter sun sets the trees afire. It looks like the whole woods is aflame. The alders face off as if insane, waving their branches and twigs every which way, twisting themselves into untangable knots.


The cool, drizzly weather keeps the dandelions buds closed tight. They are one sunbeam away from exploding open.

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