It’s March
in the gardens.
Today warm winds
bend the boughs towards the ground.
Tomorrow you
remove your jacket in the midday sun.
The next day
an icy chill stirs in the air,
And then, a
thunderstorm roars in on wings of sleet.
Oh, how
March loves to tease,
She’s such an
impetuous flirt.
A walk through Little Fourth Acre Gardens
Spring Beauty
Bloodroot
Violets
Allegheny Spurge
Coralberry
and, of course, Miss Dandelion
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