the colors of sunday

the world is awash in cream and lavender the invading violets have marched across the lawn flanking the driveway in a company of purple and circling the tree in the meadow in a fairy ring of amethyst and white beyond the fence the neighbor’s lilac is just starting to break into bloom; the fruit trees…

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on the brink of golden hour

this evening on the brink of golden hour i trekked up the hill to the library noting, as i passed, the progress of spring after days of hiding demurely behind green leaves the neighbour’s pear tree has had a revelation erupting in a riot of white blossoms and the star magnolia at the top of…

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andrew wyeth

he always makes me think of the bones of the worldwith those flat planes and cold coloursa sense of seeing the underneath of thingsover our mantle hangsa print of pennsylvania landscapea huge sycamore in the foregroundsprawls naked across the whitened skydwarfing the farmhouse down the hillin the valley below the river glints brightagainst the russeting…

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