Floating in time

fifty new shades of green

explode from the landscape

wind from the south 

areas of night and morning low clouds

burnt off by noon

except on the beach

it must be Spring

The freeway 

full of 

longtime lost 

but recently hot 

souls

escaping

the heat

the virus

themselves

Head to the coast

to take in the waters

but alas

they get only wind

and a t-shirt

April 

an early

counterfeit 

of a nice

June day