A Little Bit of Rain
Pear blossoms.
The sun shone this morning but the rain clouds moved in, a nice intermittent rain that let the sun shine between the raindrops, so pretty on the pear blossoms, forsythia, forget-me-nots and green grass.
Big round water droplets on the flowers.
Pear blossoms.
Crystals.
Pear blossoms.
Forsythia.
Pear blossoms.
Forget me nots.
Pear blossoms.
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Angelic Morning, poem in progress
Angel Wings
Winter is finally is beginning to give over to spring, and I am finding flowers in my yard. We all walk through difficult times and feel as if spring will never come, but it does, and in fact is always there hidden by what we expect to see. Sometimes all we need to do is look around us, and there it is.
The words came to me inspired by the beauty in this humble spring morning. Below is a slideshow of other photos that inspired these words.
Angelic Morning
So much is wrong
So much is sad
So much cannot be fixed
The detritus of the past lies all about
But I find also diaphanous angel wings filled with eternal sunshine
Bright smiling eyes of faeries
Reflecting the tranquil blue of the sky’s protective arch
The old daffodil has stories to tell
And joy appears in the most common of things
Beauty, good, exist in every moment
Like the stars in daylight
Always shining
Seen best in the darkest hour.
poem “Angelic Morning” © Bernadette E. Kazmarski
Read other poems and poems in progress.
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Finally, Forsythia
Forsythia
I don’t think my forsythia has ever bloomed this late, and I’m so glad to see it, bright and yellow, these mornings, along with the daffodils.
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Blue and Yellow
Blue and Yellow
This time of the year is always about the first bursts of color, especially blooming things. I always have a stem or two or more of forsythia in my kitchen, and in those brief moments of sunshine the yellow is warm and brilliant before the classic Blue Willow dishes.
Forsythia Between the Rain
Forsythia Between the Rain.
A lovely focused light fell on the yard between rains today as the temperatures rise just before another cold front. The spotlight is on the forsythia, those lovely unique yellow flowers so welcome all through March. I try to stay with native plants in my yard, and forsythia is decidedly not native, but I would miss it, every spring.
Blue and Yellow
Blue and Yellow
This time of the year is always about the first bursts of color, especially blooming things. I always have a stem or two or more of forsythia in my kitchen, and in those brief moments of sunshine the yellow is warm and brilliant before the classic Blue Willow dishes.
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