This is what do ya do with a 25 year old faux Christmas tree gathering dust in the basement? Well ya haul it up, wrap it in every outdoor light of the same vintage you can find, drag it into the middle of the garden, weigh the base down with boulders and wait for the white shite to arrive. We all need sparkle in our lives now more than ever.
killer frost leaves stains
of spent blooms upon the floor
an autumn crime scene
Cheers to the season
while the garden of greens
faded to hues of honey
and carmel, the final sweetness.
Cheers to the season,
the Pond remained covered
in lotus and lettuce
protected by my forest.
Cheers to the season,
as winter birds moved in,
caroling their happy songs
scouting newly set bird feeders.
Cheers to the season,
Gus the Asparagus fern
continues his growth residing
in his winter residence.
Cheers to the season,
now a memory
and dreams of spring
banish thoughts of winter.
