Every spring the cross vine "returns" to our woods.
It never really leaves though.
All through the other seasons,
the long, thick, woody vines hang along the trunk of the oak tree
where the cross vine resides.
It's only in the spring that the clusters of yellow and burgundy red trumpets
make themselves known.
They hide among the new leaves,
occasionally dropping on the deck
to announce they have returned.
There's something very comforting about such continuity.
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