Along the block I see small explosions of darker purple, of pink, and of white. The young oak leaves have emerged in profusion just since last week, and now fleck patches of the blue sky with pale, translucent green which also tints the shadows they cast. My camellia bush crowds my window with fat, red blooms and the mulberry tree is growing its crop of plush green blossoms like small caterpillars. The only thing not looking lively is the moss on the tree trunks, now brown and dry, the water which had provided all its recent luxuriance evaporated into the ever-warmer air. The arrival of the equinox will be anticlimatic.
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Along the block I see small explosions of darker purple, of pink, and of white. The young oak leaves have emerged in profusion just since last week, and now fleck patches of the blue sky with pale, translucent green which also tints the shadows they cast. My camellia bush crowds my window with fat, red blooms and the mulberry tree is growing its crop of plush green blossoms like small caterpillars. The only thing not looking lively is the moss on the tree trunks, now brown and dry, the water which had provided all its recent luxuriance evaporated into the ever-warmer air. The arrival of the equinox will be anticlimatic.
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