The moon tonight smells like linen, clean & pressed, spreading its blue fabric over not just May’s fields but the willow by the pond, the hens in the one-window coop, the Lab on the lawn, poking her nose into the myrtle. Each day of May, wildflowers bloom,
Flower Moon
Flower Moon
Flower Moon
The moon tonight smells like linen, clean & pressed, spreading its blue fabric over not just May’s fields but the willow by the pond, the hens in the one-window coop, the Lab on the lawn, poking her nose into the myrtle. Each day of May, wildflowers bloom,