Today, the first day of a leafy new season.
Release, at last!
When Spring Goes By
The winds that on the uplands softly lie,
Grow keener where the ice is lingering still
Where the first robin on the sheltered hill
Pipes blithely to the tune, "When Spring goes by!"
Hear him again, "Spring! Spring!" He seems to cry,
Haunting the fall of the flute-throated rill,
That keeps a gentle, constant, silver thrill,
While he is restless in his ecstasy.
Ah! the soft budding of the virginal woods,
Of the frail fruit trees by the vanishing lakes:
There's the new moon where the clear sunset floods,
A trace of dew upon the rose leaf sky;
And hark! what rapture the glad robin wakes-
"When Spring goes by; Spring! Spring! When
Spring goes by."
Duncan Campbell Scott
A few shots of our beautiful nation's capital last year. Looking forward to standing amongst the pale blush petals again soon, very soon.
A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King.
Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886),
5 comments:
the images alone lift my spirit, gewels...thank you for all your encouragement....
Hi Gewels,
Today I am wearing my "Sunshine Makes Me Happy" T-shirt just in your honor. And my "Christmas" camellias are blooming - FINALLY!!
rdg
I can almost smell the blossums! We are a long way off from this!
Yes a little madness! I can see Adam staggering under the centuries out of that mild mild garden in search of a little maddness!
Lovely photos! Glad that you can feel spring in the air. Hope you'll exprerience a refreshing and lovely burst of blooms all around you.
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