The photo is just stunning, and your poem sooooooooo PERFECT!!!!!!!!!! Because these buds are eager and ready and leaning into the sun into life to burst. The photo catches that and your poem does so beautifully! And what a joy to see this photo taking up most of my dreary gray on my screen (I have it set that way on purpose so the color doesn't alter my design work ;-) Thank you so much for brightening my day!!!!!!! M.
Evening is settling among the bricks and blossoms Sparrows are tweeting their last goodnights Our pathfinders are coming home. The narrower the path, the better the adventure
Away from its birth nest for the very first time, With translucent tail held high in the balance position, Young Squivino carefully walks along a branch, Awake in the world For the very first time.
Snowfalls mix together in my mind, Fall after fall. Moist, perfect for snowballs. Powder, perfect for skiing. Inch-wide flakes, Perfect for a cold screen door. Milk bottles on the front porch, freezing cream on top, pushing up the paper lids. No homoginizing then. I know the myth about no two falling flakes alike, Yet I wouldn't place my wager on it.
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And what a joy to see this photo taking up most of my dreary gray on my screen (I have it set that way on purpose so the color doesn't alter my design work ;-)
Thank you so much for brightening my day!!!!!!!
M.
YOu're the best! Thank you for understanding the essence of chrysanthemums!
LInda Jo