#NaPoWriMo 19

The mosses are thick with Spring’s coming … they horde themselves in great colonies along the ridges of the exposed quartz veins near the western wall … to the great forest they abide within they are a diminutive aspect … yet their canopy harbors a world only a changeling holds the riddle tongue to … nearby blooms a hillside spread of Aud Man’s Bells spread out just shy of a phaery’s foot apart … and as far as one’s eyes can see … neon purple nodding nectar fountains … their blue eyed blossoms hanging heavy with the first feast for the army of Bumble Bees since last fall … they are amassed around the perimeter of the great circle surrounded with wild bleeding hearts … Dutchman’s Britches … the pink of infancy still upon them … the Queen butterfly passes by in pairs pausing to sip from the flower fountains before being on her way …

#NaPoWriMo 19
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