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Oct. 16th, 2005 10:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jaebilityAnd there was the green wind of spring, kissing the snow off the branches until the trees straightened and gave birth to tiny leaves of the palest colours.
Under the heavy earth (smelling faintly of old silk) came the new season. Flowers came hestinatly later, weeks after the clouds parted and the sun tiptoe-ed out of hibernation. First came the delicate sprouts and with them, the first few, brave birds from the warmer regions of the south. They sat on the roof and the abandoned swingset in the corner of the backyard like watchguards, protecting against the return of winter.
Full bloom, all of it.
Under the heavy earth (smelling faintly of old silk) came the new season. Flowers came hestinatly later, weeks after the clouds parted and the sun tiptoe-ed out of hibernation. First came the delicate sprouts and with them, the first few, brave birds from the warmer regions of the south. They sat on the roof and the abandoned swingset in the corner of the backyard like watchguards, protecting against the return of winter.
Full bloom, all of it.