SNOWING * * *

Today it snowed spring. It really did.


I ran outside assuming it was ash from a wildfire, or a house fire, or a spirit fire.


The sky showed a yellow haze.

Suspicious.


Smelling hard for charred remnants…

I detected Jasmine.

Looking deep ~ with my most penetrating gaze…

I saw dander a la’ dandelion.

Reaching ~ just to make sure…

I caught a dry rose petal lost on the wind.


But what of the haze?

The suspicious yellow haze?


Pollen

Nation.

the bees must be busy.