Thursday

Lush Life




As deeply dense as a forest can be is the passage through George's Gap on this early summer day. A friend in the north country writes that the green there is greener than any he remembers, and he is a very old man.  Meadow grass has become long enough to plait into itself and blackberry flowerings test the strength of their stem further with each passing day.  If this blossoming continues soon they will marry the ground.

There are worlds we have thought into existence, this green one is not among them.