I'm drawn to color.
Bright yellow on tall stems, from within the dark of our woods. And the deep red of bee balm, its feet hugging the bank of our shallow creek, shady and cool, empty of water by late August.
Surrounded by green as I am in our many trees and broad fields, it is color that steals my eye.
While green becomes its backdrop.
Yet, if I look away, pry my sight from the blossoms and brilliance they possess, green on green is quite lovely.
The shapes, the textures rich.
With shadow, the subtle hues infinite.
I am guilty of looking too often past green.
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