You can tell time is passing by the flowers

The lilies-of-the-valley are almost ready.

The roses are stretching their roots.

There’s a tree dying out front.

The stones are stalwart.

It’s windy here most of the time.

The sun pulls the sky to and fro.

I move about inside, fluffing my nest.

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