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And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on
Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
Percy Bysshe Shelley, "The Sensitive Plant"
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AntwortenLöschenHugs Halina
Bellissima foto! Complimenti, ciao e buona giornata! Cri : )
AntwortenLöschenComme une aquarelle ! Venant de toi, ce n'est pas étonnant. C'est très beau !
AntwortenLöschenBeautiful photos and poem!
AntwortenLöschenHave a wonderful day! : )
Замечательно!!!
AntwortenLöschenWell well well, dear Isabella! Of course I do have a preference, my heart goes to the first photograph… It is perfectly balanced IMHO, it is like, what, it has a sense of direction, it leads somewhere. Pretty pretty good indeed.
AntwortenLöschenIt's not that the second one is without merits, mind you.
But it doesn't raise to the level of the first one… only a personal opinion of course, and I wouldn't value that much nowadays… keep up the good work! :-)