how I miss spring’s
dazzle and swirling petals
of lilacs and pears;
this wet July brings to mind
those cool, delicious days
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how I miss spring’s
dazzle and swirling petals
of lilacs and pears;
this wet July brings to mind
those cool, delicious days
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hope is scented like
green tomatoes on the vine,
bitter and earthy
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this green world
teems with bees, toads, and slugs,
we’re never alone
even silence seems happy
when a swallowtail visits
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No cellophane or styrofoam
enclose vegetables that
ripen with deep roots in loam.
But tomatoes need attention
from sunshine and gardener —
saving seeds is an obsession.
A good soaking for the seed
then planting in warm soil —
water, fertilize, stake and weed.
Year after year, they grow
Are they fruit or vegetable?
They’re silent. They don’t know.
Copyright 2015 Brenda Davis Harsham
Note: I harvested the last of my tomatoes before the recent frost. They were a poor crop this year. Free roaming turkeys ate most of my garden. Ten roost in the maple outside my bedroom window, nearly invisible, except when coming or going.