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Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Just a quickie post to show you these images of swans taking a break on their way north, to feed in a large puddle in my Mom's field. The farm on the horizon is the family farm where I grew up, where my Mom and brother live. My Brother stood next to me while I took this photo, while taking the same shot with his massive 12 pound very long telephoto lense. I'll see if I can talk him into sharing one of those photos, which should be way awesomer than mine, which were taken with my ever present iPhone. I'm so glad to have had ANY camera to help commit this breathtaking event to memory! The swans only show up on the farm every ten years or so... (So Mom, if you read this, ask Bryan to email me his best image or two, OK? Thanks!)
Thursday, March 6, 2014
A south wind breathes: winter sighs into fickle spring:
snow upon snow
at once a rushing verdant glow.
As if swaying on a string, the sun now in full swing,
southward daily striding,
daybreak weary of hiding.
Sprightly swiftly northward, chattering joy as they wing:
With haste we pray, please, budding leaflets and florets bring:
spice and balm, fresh bouquets,
sweetness enough to fill the days.
Yet you charm, beguile, tantalize, tease!
You lead us on with mirthful ease,
then fell a flurry "just one more time"!
Are you so cruel? Or are you sublime?
|Frosty Spruce Branch (with animated snow! How did THAT get there?)|