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Surface tension: A leaf in dance with water, listening

#WildDS106

Well within the Wood, the coolness of the old Pines provides us reprieve

Trees become artists: they're painting summer grass with dollops of color

for Algot

We're hard-pressed to halt the sun and the moon singing together, each day

A tree, ripe with fruit, weighs heavily on its roots; then deer ease the load

I, she says, love – then paused - write out

We were walking as a chatty class, notebooks in hand, noticing creatures of soil and light;

counting trees

To hear her say it like that brought me a moment of joy, indeed

for #writeout

Do we endeavor to entertain you with words in three-line constraints?

A pear left too long on the fruit dish becomes mush; crush it into drink

A row of haystacks, like mole mounds lining the land; fields feed the future

A lone sunflower, grown by seed in the long weeds, succumbs to Autumn