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In Late Summer

In late summer the trees in our front yard flower. Our neighbor calls the trees "High Heavens" because the blossoms and subsequent purple berries reach toward the sky, and in late afternoon sun take on an ethereal, golden-lavender color. When the trees blossom they are filled with honeybees going about their honey- collecting business. Some days the trees are so filled with bees, when I stand under them it sounds as if I am standing inside a beehive.
aloft in the blossoming trees the bees' hum

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Date: 10/17/2021 3:43:00 PM
This is lovely.
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Date: 9/2/2021 1:02:00 PM
Ahhh the imagery!
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Chetta Achara
Date: 9/2/2021 10:05:00 PM
A true story. I am happy you enjoyed it.
Date: 8/20/2021 6:29:00 PM
I can almost smell the trees and there beautiful leafy greens and flowers . Thank you
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Chetta Achara
Date: 8/23/2021 9:43:00 PM
Thank you for your kind words.
Date: 2/15/2021 10:38:00 AM
A pleasure to find your delightful poem published in the 2020 PS Anthology, Chetta~
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Date: 8/10/2020 12:08:00 PM
beautifully descriptive Chetta the imagery is so lovely:-) hugs jan xx
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Chetta Achara
Date: 8/10/2020 1:30:00 PM
Than you. It is one of my favorite moments.

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