Picking Flowers

Tall trees shade
the garden’s back corner
where plants sprawl over the ground
in a rampant wilderness.
Violets spread prolifically
around gnarled tree roots
their clumps of leaves
speckled with tiny purple flowers.
Wandering Jew crawls
over tree roots
around violets and
clumps of long stemmed grass.
Bright green oxalis starred
with tiny mauve flowers
fills in the gaps.

The three year old is
enthralled by this
multi – hued carpet
dappled light and dark
by wind fluttering leaves;
enchanted by its flowers and
and tall grass seed stems.

She walks through it
picking flowers and seed stems,
followed by the black and white cat
who stares up at the branches
watching birds fly away
when his collar bell jingles.

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Picking Flowers

12 thoughts on “Picking Flowers

  1. I especially like the last;

    ” She walks through it
    picking flowers and seed stems,
    followed by the black and white cat
    who stares up at the branches
    watching birds fly away
    when his collar bell jingles.”

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  2. I really like birds. being hirundinae. Yet, also dislike those bells on a cat. For the animal should retain it’s dignity.

    My friend, who lived with me for 14 years had one on. Courtesy of my ex. I took it off and never put it back on. His food and water bowl was never empty and he governed himself accordingly. He was the best friend and I miss him. Sir, Augustus Hardy Esq.

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  3. Yup, it’s generally the reason for it.

    There was a time when deer and other creatures could not recognize vehicles or roads. Genetic selection, from the ones slaughtered on those roads. Has helped them adapt to that new reality.

    Like stated. I like birds. Yet, I hate those bells. For it alerts all creatures to their presence. Even those who would hunt them. We have both coyote and cougar. Even other cats, who will bully. I knew it would create controversy, writing it out. Sorry, for pointing it out.

    My garden was full of birds but my cat ignored them. He never was much of a hunter. A bit too lazy, I imagine. Though when the catnip emerged, in spring. It was amusing to watch his antics. Leaping to try to catch gnats.

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