Hedges for Secrets
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The weather lightens, arching its back from its long summer toil. Soon it will bend back its neck and laugh at itself. Why the dull work? Why the long hours? The cicadas still fuss, but it pays them no heed. Soon it will pat their small heads and fall back into wintery dreams. The Siberian Squill and Bridal Spirea, those delicate white thoughts, have faded with the spring to form thickets for fall and hedges for secrets.

submitted by Kelsey King who wrote this about it:
Just something I jotted down while sitting in a nearby garden.