Over the land freckled with snow half-thawed
The speculating rooks at their nests cawed
And saw from elm-tops, delicate as flowers of grass,
What we below could not see, Winter pass.
- Edward Thomas
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AntwortenLöschenThank goodness "winter's power is broken" - I am ready for spring to stay!
AntwortenLöschenHope you have a wonderful week.
Thanks for sharing at http://image-in-ing.blogspot.com/2016/03/the-endless-variety-of-orchids.html
Je suis étonné de la différence entre le titre de la photo et son univers poétique. Il m'évoque presque un tulle de danseuse, donc un mouvement, la vie, plus qu'une cassure. Je reste sous le charme de ta photo.
AntwortenLöschenJe t'espère en bonne santé et je t'embrasse, chère Isabella.
Roger