Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Reluctant Spring

Feel the spring in a maritime landscape. It creeps on shore much like fog, or mist. There are glimpses of the warmth beyond the snow-melt, beyond the grey sky, beyond the wet, damp earth. These appear ever so slowly, agonizingly slowly, it sometimes seems.


Then the greening begins and with it the world.



1 comment:

  1. Spring is colour, colourless, insipid really, then fecund abundance rushing to life! The plethora of sensual images, richness of texture, dramatic waxing of lighted moments creating tones and shadows long across our awakened spirits; the sun rising daily in the vaulted ceiling of Sistine blue above us; slowly spiralling tones in vast arcs of brilliance bowing to the horizon in amber, reds and purple. The new moon in a trenchant silver slice signs the time of summer.

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