Monday, April 4, 2011


Budding flowers
Budding flowers spring
Budding flowers spring brings

Typically when I think of spring, one of the images that comes to mind is a flowering tree of some sort, but usually it's the "whole" tree and all its branches.  I took this shot wanting to show the delicacy of spring and the beauty in something that is typically overlooked. 

   To Spring
         William Blake  1757-1827

    O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down
    Thro' the clear windows of the morning, turn
    Thine angel eyes upon our western isle,
    Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring!

    The hills tell each other, and the listening
    Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turned
    Up to thy bright pavilions: issue forth,
    And let thy holy feet visit our clime.

    Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds
    Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste
    Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls
    Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee.

    O deck her forth with thy fair fingers; pour
    Thy soft kisses on her bosom; and put
    Thy golden crown upon her languished head,
    Whose modest tresses were bound up for thee.

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