The Edges

Life abounds in these transitional spaces

I am fascinated with “edges,” all those natural transitional spaces.

I am drawn to the plants at the edge or border of a garden in the sun, where the shorter plants offer a profusion of blooms to attract the bees and butterflies as their sunny borders segue into the lawns where robins listen for their next earthy meal, the wild rabbits find the sweet clover hidden in the grass, and my dog rolls over to expose her belly to the sun.