Next year’s chorus of peepers
waits and gestates in the watery wings.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Next year’s chorus of peepers
waits and gestates in the watery wings.
lovely palette of colors… it looks like a painting.
This picture is absolutely stunning, full of depth and dreams.
Very cool find!
Spring arrives when the peepers start their songs.
Super picture and poem!
Lovely colors to start my morning
Thou art very talented and clever, my friend. This is an excellent post. I shall return.
Your very kind. I’m glad you’ll be returning.
Your posts make every day wonder-full. Warm wishes always.
Thanks SO MUCH!
The sound of Peepers in the spring is hauntingly beautiful. I have it recorded on my iphone so I can hear throughout the year…..
It is magical isn’t it.
I have a photo just like this! beebeesworld
Don’t ya just love the pond!
this is a great pic, leaf&twig
Amazing, I too, thought it was a painting, beautiful!
Love the heart shape in the water.
Mysterious watery depths . Just lovely .
Nice capture.
Quite an impressionistic image. Like looking through a misty aquarium.
That is stunning! 😉
You are so right — just magical!
Wonderful photo!
gorgeous colors!