Heart-Rot
Squirrels splash in the sandbox—stagnant and squirming with larval mosquitos—stash seeds in the hollows of the old willow. Next spring the un-retrieved will sprout from the rich rot and rain channeled through the craggy bark. A ruffle of fungus cascades down the trunk's northern arc. The south face is fused with several seasons of saplings whose yellow leaves shiver and swirl to the grass. No doubt the freeze and thaw of this winter will be the old willow's last.
Squirrels splash in the sandbox—stagnant and squirming with larval mosquitos—stash seeds in the hollows of the old willow. Next spring the un-retrieved will sprout from the rich rot and rain channeled through the craggy bark. A ruffle of fungus cascades down the trunk's northern arc. The south face is fused with several seasons of saplings whose yellow leaves shiver and swirl to the grass. No doubt the freeze and thaw of this winter will be the old willow's last.
mulberry prunings
woven with willow whips
our February forts
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