Haste Makes Waste

Eschscholzia californica

Oh, heaven let your light shine down

You spin me right round baby right round like a record baby

Cradled in ash.

Calendula

Blue Copper? Hairstreak? A lot of them look alike at first glance. Such fast little beauties.

Rainbow autumn burn scar.

Feel my tears as they dry

I like to make tea out of little gifts from the woods. Rose hips dangled so red and tempting I just had to drink them up.

Long stretch before a winter’s rest.

Frozen webs

And wash away the rain?

Shut your mouth and run me like a river

Humming in the Ericameria sp.

She left me here with sand in my bed

Like waves meeting in the ocean. Or maybe an ancient moss vs lichen battle. The forest floor up-close holding wonders.

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