The Smell of Spring

After feeding my shadow by writing some weird sf stories, I'm looking forward to getting outside for some fresh air. The grass in the yard and meadow has grown a foot higher in the past couple of days. Spring has so many shades of green. The sheep across the road seem to be enjoying the new grass.







In her victory garden,
The grass grows all around.
She plants, you digs,
She waves her twig.
Sweet Anna Marie Brown .