engulfed in grey
all hope of spring
seemingly stripped away
April’s stern instruction of patience
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
engulfed in grey
all hope of spring
seemingly stripped away
April’s stern instruction of patience
Goes well with the cold snap.
Once again, superb photo and apt verse
“April is the cruelest month” -T.S.Eliot
it is, it is
I really like this image.
If shown the photo and asked to identify the month, I’d say January. Geography may not be destiny, but it certainly makes for different seasons. This is a beautiful photo that almost makes me long for the cold again.
That sums up our Spring here in Scotland exactly. I’m so looking forward to day time temperatures above 8°C
Spring is inevitable – regardless of what April does ( or May for that matter!)
That’s true 🙂
Patience indeed. Lovely photo.
The last line says it all!
Fantastic image and the poetry is perfect.
Beautiful
So dainty, like jewels.
🙂
awesome photo
Thanks Tom
Such a beauty to this image, paired with your lovely verse it whispers “endurance.”
What a good description of the image. 🙂 <3
Beautiful image.
Spangles! Beautiful, the image and the poetry
for us, it was more than rain last week – snow burnt our peach and magnolia blossoms that were out about one month too early!
oh no! So sorry to hear about your peach and magnolia blossoms. Three years ago we had a wet, heavy snow in May. Go figure!
Beautiful photo and verse 🙂
Most beautiful.
Photo made breath stop. Can rain seem a chandelier of weeping and that be a wonder? You did that.
_/\_
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Beautiful photo and caption (poem).