Color bursting forth from my golden lawn…
Purple and yellow reminiscent of dawn…
Grey and brown a reminder of winter…
Crocus blossoms after the Snowdrops whither…
Sun pours down between the rainshine…
Through the clouds streaking in laser-straight lines…
Across the lawn the mist is on the move…
Clearing the way for the bees to groove…
Something about the sweet smell of spring…
Living in a neighborhood where the church bells ring…
Noon is marked by a song and twelve chimes…
Rainfall puts perspective on the love of sunshine……
When the clouds clear the sun shines bright…
The hours of light absorb the night…
A constant reminder that winter has passed…
Flowers spring forth from the emerging grass……
The first of the trees prepare to blossom…
Hyacinth grow around the trees bare bottom…
A cardinal calls from a naked branch…
Harkening spring with a vocal dance……
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Chris Condello
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Unfortunately , time and talent did not allow me to include
any of the wonderful photos that Chris used in his post.
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Want to see the spring flowers in Wilkinsburg (Pittsburgh) PA.
Here is the link:
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http://chriscondello.wordpress.com/2014/04/03/photographic-confessions-observation-and-spring/
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ME and the Boss
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