In the Eye of the Beholder

Anyone driving by my house would see flower beds looking neater than they did two weeks ago, but nothing pretty, nothing worth stopping to look at, nothing like what I see in my mind’s eye as I rake and separate bulbs and uncover beginnings just emerging from the earth.

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We’re weeks from color, and years from the great swaths of it I am working to make reality. But I see it all the same.

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