The Gardener
Santa Clara, CA 95051
theroot_
just SO
A way with words.
In this backyard, an established locale on par with the Swiss Alps or Antarctica or Los Angeles, the author and his subject matter circle each other. Our hypothetical judge takes his seat in the planter box, amidst grave considerations.
A very noisy prop plane assaults the sky, and Frankie looks up. Away with them!
He had been stopped once again in his tracks. By the same fierce look as yesterday, just before that surprising leap down onto his head. You'd think a small squirrel, placidly munching in the bird feeder, would know its place in the scheme of things.
Something atypical here. Just so, and the joy of juggling words is not strained.
A fuchsia bloom falls onto the patio, continuing its journey. Our shrub has grown from a cutting kindly provided by my customer during her last days. Numinous behind eyes, now the actual details are saved in digital pixels, translated through an array of light filtered by our silver maple tree, suffusing the red robe.
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The Gardener
Santa Clara, CA 95051
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