DECEMBER 4 2013: COLOUR
A tiny cup of the sweetest nectar
A trio of Whites perform a complicated country dance against a shaded fence. A yard away, Peacocks binge on a Buddleia Black Knight bush, on the periphery of which, trips a Comma; low profile, feeding on emerging blooms. A Speckled Wood skips into the garden; nonchalant, ignoring his cousins. If he had the organs, he would surely whistle as he goes along. A Common Blue darts hither and thither, the epitome of fast feeding. Stillness, as the Red Admiral arrives to carry out an inspection, take the salute of the parade. Satisfied, he eventually departs, and normality returns.
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Roger is a regular contributor to the CaféLit site and a couple of his stories have been selected for the Best of CaféLit 2012.
A very evocative short.ReplyDelete