today's moon; will there be anyone not taking up his pen? Onitsura
Nice to see the four-liners, too. Of the last in this post, I suspect the smell will blow away, but the stain will not come off. We used to have a walnut tree outside the house. I used to sleep out some summer nights beneath it. If ever I rolled onto and crushed a fallen walnut casing, the dark brown stain was appalling.I greatly enjoy the patina of your poetry, Bandit.
I'm surprised to find walnut trees I hadn't noticed scattered throughout the neighborhood. Most seem to have grown opportunistically, the seeds cast about by past generations of squirrels and gone wild in un-manicured spaces between lots. To our benefit, the city has planted some disease resistant elm on some boulevards. We once had thousands, a monoculture decimated some 30 thirty years ago. They were more substantial and cold-hardy than those in in Sendai, e.g.. Guess what? An entire street nearby planted with gingko. Talk about the smell! Dottie and I sniffed them out ...
An excellent group, Will.
Hi Will,Makes me glad I no longer live in a city. A good group.Adelaide
Very much liked each one, Will. This one, though, reaally got to me:stinging nettles, young maples like weeds -the mystery behindyour manicured lawnsMind if I share it at word pond?Thanks, either way,DonnaDonna, Be my guest. It's gratifying to hear your praise. I'll post a photo from the East Side archives ...willie
... and, an edit and update to the group.
May I post the stinging nettles now or are you still adding something you call "an edit and update to the group."? Not sure what you mean by that . . . thanks.
Go! You know as well as I we never stop ... ;)
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