Sunday, July 17, 2022

Garden Angel's View

 The angel sits along the edge of the garden, arms perennially upraised. In summer, he is half-hidden by the plants. He sees it all, in every season: the first tender leaf buds, daffodils pushing up through the soil, hydrangeas hanging heavy with flowers, autumn leaves changing from green to gold. What season is his favorite? The angel will not say.