exposed by spring
hidey-hole the burrow’s door
awaits the asylum of iris
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
exposed by spring
hidey-hole the burrow’s door
awaits the asylum of iris
Didn’t understand this one, so I googled ‘asylum of iris’ and up came your post 🙂
Fabulous word/ picture connections…once more, lovely!
P S…Van Gogh, a poignant tribute.
The poem is perfect. And the occupant knows the axiom: “Location, location…”
Very beautiful, have a wonderful weekend.
Very nice and beautiful.
The melange of colours qualifies the photo for a painting…
Hello! I’ve not been able to visit in so long that I’m pretty sure you were still posting snow scenes the last time I was here.
I look forward to seeing your images of spring!
Welcome back! Spring has finally made here way to us!
Hmmm, who goes there?