A sense of perspective. (#ced2010) Poetry of purple weeds.

How tall is tall? Hip deep in weeds? Or flowers?
Imagine fingertips touching the whisps of wheat in wind

Imagine spinning slowly, fingertips touching wisps of wheat in wind

The magic of microvision. The lack of smellovision. The joy of spring.

good day. bad day.
flowers. weeds.
small. gigantic.
snowy morning.
sunny afternoon.
bad day. good day.
it’s all in your a sense of perspective.

fickle spring

monday

me

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