Thursday, April 3, 2014


Here in the morning shadows

I catch my breath and sing

My heart is fresh and fearless

And over-brimmed with spring

second stanza of “May Night” from Rivers to the Sea by Sara Teasdale


Our plum tree had a bad season last summer. Some kind of disease that made its leaves turn curly and grow strangely. The few plums that grew blew off in some strong winds. Lots of white buds make a statement for another chance.


Archways to some medieval structure near the castle walls at Obidos, a beautiful relic of a bygone day. What appears to be fireweed has found a sweet spot on top.


What I just threw in a pot a year or two ago because I couldn’t stand to see a viable plant go in the trash after cleaning out some flower beds. It feels like years since we’ve seen it’s color which only opens for the sun.

So thankful for the object lessons that spring offers. Is your heart fresh and fearless and over-brimmed with spring?

1 comment:

  1. Yes! Beautiful pictures - thanks for sharing!


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