MYSTERY. SMARTS. LAUGHS.
Spring, you say?
Thank you - I shall look at the orchid in my kitchen with new eyes! I think you are doing with your camera what Hopkins does with his words...found this early poem of his:The vex'd elm-heads are pale with the viewOf a mastering heaven utterly blue;Swoll'n is the wind that in argent billowsRolls across the labouring willows;The chestnut fans are loosely flirting,And bared is the aspen's silky skirting;The sapphire pools are smit with whiteAnd silver-shot with gusty light;While the breeze by rank and measurePaves the clouds on the swept azure.
Heather, I think you have poetry with your flower and plant pictures. It's writing with photos. Love it!
I WELCOME your comments!!!