poetry, prose, and photography
I try to walk every day. During those walks, I seek out signs of the seasons, of change, of life’s patterns. Lately, I’ve searched for signs of spring. Crocuses, daffodils, lilies, and now cherry blossoms.
through the rainfall
as it changes to snow
the birds now confused
Found this blossom during my walk the other day. More signs that spring is almost here. Yet today we had rain, wind, snow and hail. It was quite a day, weather – wise.
the motion of light
falls gracefully on petals
gentle summer breeze
blossoms falling
bees move to the next bloom
my feet on concrete
blossom petals fall
with their vibrant, violet hues
hinting at summer
Against all odds, I hold onto hope. Hard in this mad , rage-filled world.
raindrops on petals
the bees now seeking shelter
spots on my glasses
This bouquet of spring
A celebration of life
Sunlight through the trees
Can you believe that this is the last Monday in April? May first is Friday! I noticed that the cherry blossoms are already starting to be shed, the last trees now filled with blossoms. Spring now fully present, at least in Seattle.
I hope this finds you safe and well.
the air this spring night
coolest touch upon my face
footsteps though silence
While walking this evening for exercise and mental clarity, I came across these blossoms.
sunsets through the trees
gently, the birdsong ending
a heron in flight
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 