chrysanthemums rush
in full bloom through the garden
after their quiet
slumber through deep green summer
this is the season to shine
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chrysanthemums rush
in full bloom through the garden
after their quiet
slumber through deep green summer
this is the season to shine
there's a poem in every day
aka: The Happy Bookers
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I came to where you were living, up a stair. There was no one there.--John Ashberry, "The New Higher"
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Aren’t words wonderful things? In your hands, they are – I’m wrapped in the fun and the joy of those first two lines, ‘chrysanthemums rush
in full bloom through the garden’ – I mean, isn’t that just what they do!?
I know–aren’t mums something? Every late autumn I dig holes and dump the potted ones from my porch into the almost frozen ground. Then I forget all about them till September when they burst into color –and then I act so proud, as if I had anything to do with all their blooming.
I’ve been missing Invisible Horse, so very glad to hear from you and hope to hear more soon.
You sound like my kind of gardener!
Invisible Horse has been busy on the other blog, sketching stuff. I miss writing the kind of invisible horse posts though, but it’s a time and energy thing – and health, which has been a challenge for me, but even more so for my husband. So we’ll just have to be patient…..!