Everything is flowering, about to flower, or just finishing up flowering here in East Tennessee. My backyard is like a fairy land, bursting with purples and pinks with a few dashes of yellow and white, all smothered in green. It's hard to resist the urge to join the dog rolling around in the grass. I only resist because of the itchiness.
And so today, some flowers, a few faces and a poem.
Today
If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house
and unlatch the door to the canary's cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,
a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden bursting with peonies
seemed so etched in sunlight
and the garden bursting with peonies
seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking
a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,
on the living room end table,
releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage
from their snow-covered cottage
so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting
holding hands and squinting
into this larger dome of blue and white,
well, today is just that kind of day.
Linked up on Wordless Wednesday and Outdoor Wednesday
See poem in one place here
Oh goodness! Your garden is absolutely spectacular! Love the gorgeous colors and all the smiles on those faces. Wonderful post and poem!
ReplyDeleteThoroughly enjoyed the tour of your colorful fairy land. Beautiful photography! ~Marlee~
ReplyDeleteSigh..... This may be my favorite post yet:)
ReplyDeleteLovely poem for your great shots--so colorful and vibrant! The dogwood is my favorite.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful flowers! :)
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