The Imaginary Garden asks for a Cinquain, and these words which just popped into my head fit the required syllable count to a T
is setting here
just now. Resplendent red
streaks a gold archipelago -
I wish we could revive the old “I Saw Sunday”. Six Word Saturday comes round too soon for the best part of the weekend! I went for a lovely sunny walk this morning and came back rejoicing at the first primroses, and more than that, buds in a wallflower plant by the end of our drive.