Thursday, June 9, 2011

low firmament

The Linden trees around here started blooming last week. The foliage is so lush that under each tree I find a little night spangled with flower and bud constellations. It's hard not to pause for a few seconds and hide from the heat, from the demands of the day, and to breath the nearly narcotic aroma. Under those trees right now, life seems distinctly kind.

1 comment:

Matthew said...

Plus, the low-hanging flowers perfume the brain.