Some moment when the moon was blood

Red moon rising…

And here is the year’s first palash, a splash of orange in the dry February landscape. The leaves of this tree, stitched together, make lovely, biodegradable disposable plates. But for now, utility has gone out of the window. Only flowers on the tree, and many excited parakeets of an evening.

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10 responses to “Some moment when the moon was blood

  1. Kajoli:
    You’re not green
    But you’re a sight to be seen
    And your nose isn’t red
    But your jolliness goes to my head.
    You’re as welcome as a parakeet
    Whether on wheels, or on feet!.

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