Early May

The leaves are large and generous now most everywhere. It is the season when you still get the sweet smells from shadowed things an endurance of summer with wither away. It is the time when the dandelions no longer small and winsome raise a forest of stalks along the dirty sidewalks. The crabs are dropping petals like manna and the approach to their shade is fragrant, but there is a brownness no longer tender.

Trees that did not make the spring but faded sometime with the fall or during winter stand bare and now unusual. The days are clear. The hints of spring have grown robust and strengthen toward the thick abundance required for enduring the summer sun. Soon the shimmering heat and glare, the dusty gravel, the thunderstorms, the insects of the twilight, the tall grasses start to stoop, mingling yellow and grey.


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