Wind dances through the grass, rippling waves of sharp green tendrils waving. Stalks of dandelions tipping touching kissing the ground; their delicate white seeds whirling like snow across the yard. The sky above so clear – the blue that makes you fall in love – while the sun warms and caresses my face gently. Scattered single blossoms, colors vividly varied, open to the day’s sweet encouragements, as a few single-minded bees diligently dart to and fro.
A lone cardinal alights on a low branch, his feathers the bright deep red of lust stark against the calm mellow browns. He bursts into song and I burst into tears.
