Bloodroot arises, wrapped in his leafy cloak.
A secretive delight in the dampness.
A season of celebration amongst the cottonwoods.
The hillsides signal the return of the swimmers.
A world away, by careful examination.
The place between, where change appears.
Intricacy in miniature.
Rest for the once mighty sentinel.
The specter of blue cohosh arises.
On the count of three…
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