dogwood blooms

golly! she takes my breath away....

crowning glories

st babiana

linoleum tablecloth,
little terra pot of happiness
a name of a place you don't know
from postcard gardens of the town you love.

japanese wind flower

mercy sleeps inside loves arms

oh yes, its spring!

its been a good week this week. i went for a bike ride with a friend for lunch.. walked through an open garden with grandma and annie.
champagne breakfast tomorrow morning... and all the while the gorgeous spring sunshine beaming down!
just a few colour snippy-snaps for the weekend...
spinach and camellia in ruby reds, white daffodil and magnolia bud in creams, forget-me-nots and grape muscari hyacinth in blues: oh baby; and at the top two little winter rose heleborous in freckly purples and greens.

signets haven

under a fallen willow tree
in a little glade of green

spring is here

there is not a flower and not a petal which,
in exquisite finish and delicate perfection,
would not put all the robes of a King to shame.

seaside holiday

...just look at that view!

beach bums. sun shines. good times

"my boy caught a crab"

its so early for blossoms; here i found a little grove of them after my zebra hunting expedition. pretty little droplets of colour over a mossy bed of green

happy to have a sign of the warmth to come.

free range chickens were too mundane...
spice up your life with a zebra


or two

liquid galaxies

love others and be loved

inviting

It imparted a glow, luminous on my upturned face.

for uncounted moments more,

even after I turned away.

colouristic

[higher and higher]

I feel alive and I feel it in me

up and up I keep on climbing
higher and higher and higher

cold

textures