Blue Jean Baby

A gaggle of crocus putting on a raucous display of spring plumage.  With these particular flowers, I hear in my minds ear, music.  Elton John with blue jean babies and tiny dancers in the sand.  Or, was it Queen, Rock On blue jean baby queen.  The smell of the fresh spring air perfumed with the sweet smells of pollen from the budding trees joins in the sensory panoply leaving me in a state of profound comfort and ease.  The warm sun enervates and eases the now constant reminder of age given by the exquisite pain of arthritic joints.  Suddenly, all is quiet and peaceful, frozen in time, momentarily like this digital image.

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