As if by magic the blossoms appear
One by one their snow-white faces open.
Chilly February nights don't deter them.
The rain doesn't dampen their tenacity.
One by one the buds open
Until one morning,
I look out, and...
The whole plum tree is laden with popcorn.
And Mr. Hummingbird seems to have claimed it all for himself.
The springtime view outside my studio window today
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