Jolly good

Tangled roots, clusters of bulbs, teeny seeds, one pack for dollar, everything in soil, ready for Spring, sunshine and rain to grow. Something is all ready growing. They must be zinnia seeds. No, the plants are too big. It must be something what came from bird feeder seeds. No, definitely, they are not giant zinnias. They must be future brooms. Tangled roots, cut into pieces, are making their home on the bank of a brook. Sitting in the soil, basking in sunshine, sucking water, I almost can hear them saying: jolly good. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 6/18/2012