Friday, March 13, 2009

Spring Will Not Be Fenced

What is it about rebellious beauty that must beat itself against chains? In this horrid little corner of an underground parking deck I have found full blossomed peaches caught up in fast-food wrappers. This morning, a red bud, planted here by what level of optimist, is nodding as if at the doors to heaven. Camera ready.

I could squeek my canon past the barrier but why bother? Half of this bough's beauty lies in her impudence.

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