The landscape shifts from white to green.
Ice is no match for the determination of spring.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
The landscape shifts from white to green.
Ice is no match for the determination of spring.
Spring is a fighter!
Looks like an archipelago
Picture and words in perfect harmony – ever read the Roger McGough poem about the Fight of the Year ?
Just posted it at
http://mucktwineandthinker.wordpress.com/2013/04/01/the-fight-of-the-year/
GREAT!
Hey I hope you don’t mind, but I nominated you for the “Inspiring Blogger” award, I enjoy your images and your words.
http://homesteadroots.wordpress.com/2013/04/01/inspiring-blogger-nomination/
I’m honored. Thank you!
Thank goodness for the determination of Spring!
Congratulations on a terrific blog!
Hello there!
Did you take all of these photos?
I did.
The first line is great! However, the second line is a bit wordy, and undercuts the rhythmic power of the first. The photo is excellent!
I am in Germany, where we are looking at snow flurries Friday. Like the picture, love the poem, hoping it comes true soon!! Thanks for the like on my blog.
This is what I call snow-grass geography. It happens here too. Wonderful transformation in a great picture.
Very nice … but six inches of snow fell on my western New York deck last night …
It looks as if it has been a long time coming where you live but your snowy pictures and poetry have been beautiful and now I look forward to spring entering your world. 🙂
nice
Thanks for stopping by my blog! Come on Spring!
Lovely 😉