Blue Jays scream… and scream and scream. Last week’s maple buds unfurl to waxy leaves of purplish-red, wine, fandango, and smitten eggplant. Each one a jazzberry jam popstar in the sparkling light – their Byzantium dawn. Pollen dusts the car, the railing, the backyard deck. Eyes itch… and itch and itch. Jays scream.
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Slow Meanderings
