A cathedral in a pecked-out cicada thorax. Ants attending Mass. Take, eat. <\/p>\n
Two feathers. <\/p>\n
Smaller, rounded-winged butterflies in the SILS garden hedge, and fuzzy bee bums. <\/p>\n
The fountain in fast-forward, the most exuberant droplets less hesitant than usual. <\/p>\n
Surprising rain in the afternoon. The smell of wet bricks. <\/p>\n
A very large black bird swooping over the highway.<\/p>\n
An old bumper sticker that read, “I my ,” because the red was faded<\/p>\n
Yesterday: the most perfect acorn.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A cathedral in a pecked-out cicada thorax. Ants attending Mass. Take, eat. Two feathers. Smaller, rounded-winged butterflies in the SILS garden hedge, and fuzzy bee bums. The fountain in fast-forward, the most exuberant droplets less hesitant than usual. Surprising rain … Continue reading