Natural Texture (we don't have a variety of textures in the north country this time of year. Unless you count the different kinds of snow and ice. So, I've pulled in a picture from last spring to submit for Molly's February prompt.) Come closer, a little more, that's right. I want you to put your palm on the tree feel how the bark is stiff and full of ridges and bumps. It is hard - yet alive with sap. Next, feel the leaves, silky smooth they are fresh, tender yet firm your finger tips can slip along them. all the way to the tip. The new grasses have sprung up fast they're already waist high lightly brush your hands through them and feel them sway with your rhythm later we'll walk down to the river and feel the rush of water pushing, and flowing through us. Come. Take my hand.