all of creation
holding its breath
listening for the stirrings spring
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
all of creation
holding its breath
listening for the stirrings spring
Your tones are always so attractive
Winter is not so extreme where I live, so it is difficult to comprehend how VITAL is Spring.
But what a wonderful photo!
Beautiful country scene! Have a great Friday and weekend! Hugz Lisa and Bear
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Very beautiful,
Wonderful!
Beautiful country scene
I always knew it, I think, but experiencing your shared art through photography reminds me of the power unique to each of us in our expression of view, intention, and inspiration. “Nobody else can do what I was born to do.” Thank you for it.
This is exactly what I feel like! Waiting for the snow to melt. 🙂
Until I enlarged the image, I almost missed the horses, who now represent –for me– the “all,’ listening. As I look more closely, I can almost feel the held breath of the branches, the grasses beyond, and yet even the barns.
. . . and yes even the barns.
Beautiful old worn barns…they tell their own stories and patiently wait for Spring. Blink and you would miss the horses…lovely!
Your words and photo are excellent.
thank you
Wonderfully put! And I love seeing the horse pausing too.
So New England… 🙂
I love this!!
Very beautiful photo shot.
Would a shout-out help? C’mon, Spring! You can do it!!! 🙂