A heavy mist shrouds the park on Monday, knitting together the gaps left behind by fallen leaves and restoring our site’s earlier intimacy. The forest appears two-dimensional today. The trees are veiled and ghostly.
With the distant landscape hidden, it is easy to focus on what is in front of me. Now I notice buds.
On our red maple, they have maroon scales that protect flowers that will bloom at the end of March. Below each is a U-shaped scar where leaves once met the stem.
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