It erupts from the ground as if raised by magic. One day it isn't there, and the next day it's erupted.
It first appeared on its corner in Farndon, the red valerian beloeved of bees and hummingbird hawk moths, three days ago. A few plants, red flowers not properly emerged.
Today when I ran past, the amount of it had tripled, and more and more colour had appeared.
The lungwort maintains its solitary vigil.
The cat in the sky looks down on it all.
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