Field Notes from a Botanist's Reckoning
Now ninety-one buds.
Yesterday, nine. I'll just note
"exponentially."
Forty-two blue spruce.
Somewhere Adams nods and smiles.
(Forgot my towel!)
Lost count of leaf rates;
too many came down too fast.
I should have reveled!
Numbering snowflakes?
Absurd. Nature knows what counts:
quality of life.
Field Notes from a Botanist's Reckoning © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.
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Submitted: February 9, 2020