normal spring day
ray heinrich
At the nursery i get a cactus.
To be truthful, i get two.
The cacti add up.
And the flowers are beautiful,
but I resist.
Thank goodness,
as i’d just have to plant them.
“Or more likely buy them and not plant them”,
say my yellow primroses from last year
madly blooming but still in their nursery pots.
I stop for a donut.
Two, to be truthful.
Well, to be closer to the truth.
Then i continue
with the new leaves
and birds and birds.
A tall tree i can’t identify
seems to be steaming in the sun,
but is really
filling the air with cottony seeds.
My dog chases a dragon fly,
the first i’ve seen.
