trumpet vine first bud - Spring

Slush and sun the fabric is mixed within the seasons change. Sun heats the earth as well as the heart of man. Senses pick up sounds of melting dripping  or rushing of water. Wet loam, as wild life roam looking for green sprigs. A bud appears on a trumpet vine hailing Springs beauty to appear. Hustle and bustle inhabitants take to the outdoors. Children’s laughter can be heard when their mother says “Don’t track the mud inside!” Spring is here.


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