Took a few minutes this morning to enjoy the sun just starting to come over the trees and light the gardens- pollinators already hard at work in the fresh morning air. Included a short poem I wrote a few years ago. Music: A Truly Dazzling Dream by National Sweetheart

poem fecund luscious verdancy, reared by the sun, imbued with snow and rain fed on the decay of rock and life, it races to complete the cycle: to grow and flower and seed, to feast and be feasted upon