How do they know the timing?
Without the benefit of calendars, clocks and watches, who reminds them of their spring performances?
When spring arrives . . .
News travels from the roots to shoots, bulbs and seeds.
Green and colorful ones, it's show time!
Did a team of wizards stay up all night to paint these new faces?
Sensitive and alert, they smile and make their entrances.
Sap rises and leaves pulse from the branches. Yellow, oranges, pinks and brights emerge dappled with sunlight and dew. They sway and bow with the breeze.
Never enough curtain calls will end this performance.
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