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March 05, 2004

Talking Bush

There's a big shrubby bush with tiny leaves near my neighbor's back porch. If you listen closely, it sounds like Rice Krispies in milk. "You mean, like 'snap crackle pop?'" I ask Marco, incredulous.

We go to the bush. We touch the waxy, shiny, tiny green leaves. We lean our heads down on this windless, balmy evening.

And there it is: Snap, crackle, pop!

So what are these sounds, the sweet murmurings of Spring? The sound of photosynthesis? If I listen closely enough, will I be able to discern the secrets of the universe?

Two daffodils now bloom in the back yard. But this isn't as exciting as the noisemaker outside Marco's door.

Yours, &c., LC | 01:04 PM | Sundries | Comments (2) | TrackBack (0)

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How come Marco gets all the cool bushes? If he weren't gay, that would be obscene.

Posted by: Shannon oh Shannon at March 5, 2004 01:32 PM

it is a cool bush and i thought my roommate was drunk when he first said, "do you hear this bush?" then i moved in closer, listened and there it was. snapping and crackling. i was so sure that killer bees were going to swarm out or the bush was going to burst into flames causing all the catholics this side of the prime meridian to show up and take pictures like that hoax lady in conyers back in the 90s. upon closer inspection, it does appear to be the tiny leaves making all the fuss...

Posted by: marco at March 5, 2004 04:57 PM