The birch lies with lichen and leaves
only to rise again in the next season
as hope eternal, the spring ephemerals.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
The birch lies with lichen and leaves
only to rise again in the next season
as hope eternal, the spring ephemerals.
Love it!
Both beautiful and brilliant.
great shot…fitting words!
Brrrrr. Made me cold just looking at it! Nice composition.
Beautiful – wonderful composition. Gives me chills and warms me on the inside too.
Beautiful! I enjoyed the way the poem and the picture complimented each other so well. And the angles in the photo — twisting and turning and drawing me right in — are lovely.
Was thinking today only 6 more weeks to March and spring ephemerals!
Beautiful–almost like the branches are carefully staying still so the snow is not shaken off.
beautiful!
Happy Easter… Spring is at the gates¡