The Blooming Hydrangea
The sweet, syrupy fragranceof the French-lace hydrangeablooms, ripely white shadingto pink, send their perfumeacross the garden to drawto those blowsy, compoundblossoms of sheer perfectionthe frenzied bliss of butterflies,wasps and bees drunk on thenectared pleasure of sumptuouslycopious offerings of pollen,sending the attentive wing-whirringsuitors into deeply deleriousecstasies of pure rapture.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
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Poetry
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