rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Mild

The apple orchard is frosted with its first faint white blossoms of the year, and a pink haze hovers around the dense twigs of the dogwood. Beyond the dogwood, I catch a glimpse of a tree filled with mauve flowers- I've never learned what type of tree that is. Almost all the lilies are open now, rising in a white clump above the spiky green leaves. Azaleas are coming out, as well, and it won't be long before the rhododendrons add their great clouds of blossoms. All the flowering plants grow bright, while the day remained gray and moody. I find the contrast pleasing, and it's enjoyable to sit outside while the air is yet cool and the landscape is softened by muted light. It's good weather in which to neglect un-imperative tasks and simply absorb the days. That's what I intend to be doing as much as possible while it lasts.
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