This morning a few daffodils are making their entrances. Come on! You can do it.
I tried a closeup shot of the squills, hoping for a clearer picture so you could see the petals better and the stripes. I don't think I managed but, here you go.
And I saw that the first Grape Hyacinths have popped up next to the crocuses. They'll be open in a day or two and this shows why they're called grape. They're tiny, as big as my pinkie nail.
April 9--Edgar Degas, In Front of the Mirror.
See how her neck
curves into her shoulder?
That soft skin,
that gentle line
invites tracing by a single finger.
Peeking from tousled curls,
an earlobe tempts
lips to tug, to tantalize.
Her shoulder blade
where wings should grow
glows like pearls in the dawn.
The drag of brush through hair
a quiet sigh,
end of the day
cocooned in candlelight.
~~~~~
It's not sunny today. It was supposed to be partly sunny but it seems the partly got lost on its trip over the horizon. *sigh* I loved yesterday's sunny.
--Barbara
1 comment:
Sunny days come and go -- but the spring flowers haven't let you down. Glad you could get out and enjoy the sunshine while you tidied up the yard. Our landlord paid to have our yard all spiffed up after the big wind and it looks so nice.
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