Change starts slowly
As we move from
One season to the next
A little green here
A splash of color there
Then a season quickens
Cast your slights elsewhere
Then to look back
It is gone
In those short early
Moments of Spring
Change starts slowly
As we move from
One season to the next
A little green here
A splash of color there
Then a season quickens
Cast your slights elsewhere
Then to look back
It is gone
In those short early
Moments of Spring
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Spring is extra beautiful in your photos.
Thank you, the cool thing is as you know, is beauty is always around us when we look
Yes, we just need to pause and let it in.
These are absolutely stunning!! Cher xo
Thanks, weather sometimes plays tricks and how muchtime I can get close is far too short for me
Beautiful photos. Bleeding Hearts are my absolute favorite spring flower so thank you for that gorgeous shot. Now, if we could get just a little sunshine and a little more warmth maybe it would really feel like spring. I know it’s spring because of all the weeds in my beds, but I can’t say I’m enjoying wearing a coat to pull them out. 🙂
As you know this is NH and what the weather is is anybody’s guess, it hasn’t been an easy spring as far as work goes,and I’m waiting for the lust green sea of weeds to come with the sun and warmth. Both we’ll soldier on what else can we do. Thanks for the comments
Thanks for the photo of the bleeding hearts. They are a favourite of mine.
The old fashion bleeding hearts that fade with the summer and here in NE we’ll take what we get. Thanks
Gorgeous shots.
Thanks I used to carry a camera on me as I worked down with the weeds, but I have killed one too many cameras with dirty hands. So now I have to set time aside with clean hands to get down with the plants, insects and mushrooms and see who I share this space with.
Hi, I absolutely love your clicks 🙂
As for rolling in the mud and getting your camera dirty, I’m sure it was all worth it and I for one would love to view more 😀
thanks for comments, I do now take more care and make sure my hands are sort of clean before I grab my camera