Wednesday, April 28, 2004

A Colony of Purple Trillim Finally we meet. Last year I only saw your off-springs, the beaded seeds, and the large three leaves that gave me the clue. I had heard about you, the Wake Robin--how you transform the forest floor into a shade garden Gartrude would envy, how abundant you used to be, how you die at an innocent hand picking only the flower or the leaf, how rare it has become to find a sight of you. So you can only imagine my excitement when I found you all green here last summer, the whole colony of you! I was dreaming about you through the cold winter days, imagining the deep reddish purple of your petals. But alas, this spring was a strange one, alternating cold with warm and wind and rain. I know I only live a short car-ride away from you, but you know, humans are strange, we get trapped in an inertia when we are working even if it's making us miserable. I almost missed you after waiting for a whole year--fancy that. Really, what could possibly be more important to me? 11:30:58 PM    comment []

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