I’m glad I saved three superlatives from the last Reblog. Got a flash of quickfreeze between two warm breezes and want desperately to see what the kid at the streetcorner thinks of my new ensemble as I Parade back to Gardenland. My collard greens seedlings seek a steady mover-to-more-sun. At last: A job for me.

a lying, false spring
seducing the buds
disrobe in winter

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