In April, buckeye leaves burst from their buds like B-movie aliens from the head of an unsuspecting human host. One day the tight red buds perch on the ends of bare stalks, and the next day the buds disappear and the leaves leap into bright green growth. It's easy to miss the in-between stages, when the incipient leaves look like alien life forms unfurling toward nefarious ends. For that one brief moment before the leaves take their final form, it's easy to
believe that April is indeed the
cruelest month.
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