Such a blissful, peaceful photo of a setting sun puts me in mind of one of the most beautiful melodies I know and one of the first ones I remember. A beautiful rendition here, sung by an acquaintance of mine in his native Welsh, the music of my ancestors...a prayer for all to have a restful and safe night...lyrics & translation below:
Reporting in from MD between DC and Annapolis, full wisteria, dogwoods, redbuds, and early tulips (past forsythia, cherries, narcissi); beech buds starting to cast off their brown sheaths, oak leaflets a frilly orange, sweetgum and maple leaves in various stages of limp bright-light-green growth with no stiffness yet to their veins, maple helicopter-seeds growing towards release. Buttercups in profusion. Oh, and male critters chasing female critters. Full spring despite 34 Thursday night (the last of that nonsense).
That is the most beautiful of Buddy's pix yet. Thank you both.
“April 2021's Pink Moon, named after phlox, the pink flowers that bloom in spring, is also a Super Moon. Other names for this Full Moon are Sprouting Grass Moon, Fish Moon, Hare Moon, Egg Moon, and Paschal Moon.”
Heather, breathe in that beautiful fresh air up there as you sleep tranquilly (I hope). As the air gives us breath, truly your words give me a chance to breathe as well, to think, to ponder, and to reflect on today's world and how it fits into the past, which has always been one of my favorite things to do. You have just provided me with greater fodder. I was a history, particularly southern history major at William and Mary . I only wish I'd gone on to study it more.
Spring has fully erupted in our gardens; delicate, greens shoots have broken ground and each day more push back the packed soil in search of light, and as they do, the creatures with whom we share this space are drawn to them, to feed, to gather the stuff with which to build their nests.
There is an energy here, a nearly frantic energy below and above the surface of the flower beds, an energy that might go unnoticed unless you pay close attention. Perhaps our fellow creatures feel an urgency to get on with the work – now that the earth has warmed, the days longer, the food more abundant. Now is the time, the beginning of the brief window when the cycle of bringing the next generation into the world begins.
Wonderful photo Buddy! Good to hear spring is coming on in Maine. Here in southern Colorado at 8,200 feet snow is still coming in the next couple of days but spring will definitely land after the first week of May. Have a great night's sleep and a restful Sunday. P.S. My family name and that of every other farm kid where I grew up is "Buddy."
It is my favorite time of year, when green shoots start to miraculously pierce the warming earth and poke their way through leaf litter or mulch. My camera gets a good workout. I hope you'll forgive me for sharing the latest iteration of a close-up of one of my favorite flowers, a heritage Iris Germanica "Alcazar." The original two corms were sent to me in 2005 (the year my life on social media began) from a Flickr friend in California and first bloomed at my front door the following year, scenting the air and thrilling me with their complexity.
Buddy Poland. When my tired computer eyes met your photo, my lungs emitted a glorious sigh. Thank you for this captivating scene. Heather, I hope you are 100% recovered or close to that. I'm going force myself to follow your lead, needing more rest than work tonight. Wishing a good sleep and fresh spring day.
Such a blissful, peaceful photo of a setting sun puts me in mind of one of the most beautiful melodies I know and one of the first ones I remember. A beautiful rendition here, sung by an acquaintance of mine in his native Welsh, the music of my ancestors...a prayer for all to have a restful and safe night...lyrics & translation below:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Efl2FgpvUHI
"Ar hyd y nos"
Holl amrantau'r sêr ddywedant
Ar hyd y nos
"Dyma'r ffordd i fro gogoniant,"
Ar hyd y nos.
Golau arall yw tywyllwch
I arddangos gwir brydferthwch
Teulu'r nefoedd mewn tawelwch
Ar hyd y nos.
Hyd y nos.
O mor siriol, gwena'r seren
Ar hyd y nos
I oleuo'i chwaer ddaearen
Ar hyd y nos.
Nos yw henaint pan ddaw cystudd
Ond i harddu dyn a'i hwyrddydd
Rhown ein golau gwan i'n gilydd
Ar hyd y nos.
Translation:
All the stars' twinkles say
All through the night
"This is the way to the realm of glory,"
All through the night.
Other light is darkness
To show true beauty
The Heavenly family in peace
All through the night.
Through the night.
O, how cheerful smiles the star,
All through the night
To light its earthly sister
All through the night.
Old age is night when affliction comes
But to beautify man in his late days
We'll put our weak light together
All through the night.
Reporting in from MD between DC and Annapolis, full wisteria, dogwoods, redbuds, and early tulips (past forsythia, cherries, narcissi); beech buds starting to cast off their brown sheaths, oak leaflets a frilly orange, sweetgum and maple leaves in various stages of limp bright-light-green growth with no stiffness yet to their veins, maple helicopter-seeds growing towards release. Buttercups in profusion. Oh, and male critters chasing female critters. Full spring despite 34 Thursday night (the last of that nonsense).
That is the most beautiful of Buddy's pix yet. Thank you both.
And tomorrow go out and enjoy the full moon.
“April 2021's Pink Moon, named after phlox, the pink flowers that bloom in spring, is also a Super Moon. Other names for this Full Moon are Sprouting Grass Moon, Fish Moon, Hare Moon, Egg Moon, and Paschal Moon.”
Heather, breathe in that beautiful fresh air up there as you sleep tranquilly (I hope). As the air gives us breath, truly your words give me a chance to breathe as well, to think, to ponder, and to reflect on today's world and how it fits into the past, which has always been one of my favorite things to do. You have just provided me with greater fodder. I was a history, particularly southern history major at William and Mary . I only wish I'd gone on to study it more.
Spring has sprung,
The mist is riz.
I wonder where the lobsters is.
Tell Buddy Poland that is one fine photograph. I enjoy his photography immensely.
Beautiful photo. Buddy is a wonderful photographer.
Recent observations...
Spring has fully erupted in our gardens; delicate, greens shoots have broken ground and each day more push back the packed soil in search of light, and as they do, the creatures with whom we share this space are drawn to them, to feed, to gather the stuff with which to build their nests.
There is an energy here, a nearly frantic energy below and above the surface of the flower beds, an energy that might go unnoticed unless you pay close attention. Perhaps our fellow creatures feel an urgency to get on with the work – now that the earth has warmed, the days longer, the food more abundant. Now is the time, the beginning of the brief window when the cycle of bringing the next generation into the world begins.
Rest well, warrior.
Rest well. You have earned it.
Wonderful photo Buddy! Good to hear spring is coming on in Maine. Here in southern Colorado at 8,200 feet snow is still coming in the next couple of days but spring will definitely land after the first week of May. Have a great night's sleep and a restful Sunday. P.S. My family name and that of every other farm kid where I grew up is "Buddy."
It is my favorite time of year, when green shoots start to miraculously pierce the warming earth and poke their way through leaf litter or mulch. My camera gets a good workout. I hope you'll forgive me for sharing the latest iteration of a close-up of one of my favorite flowers, a heritage Iris Germanica "Alcazar." The original two corms were sent to me in 2005 (the year my life on social media began) from a Flickr friend in California and first bloomed at my front door the following year, scenting the air and thrilling me with their complexity.
https://www.flickr.com/photos/mimbrava/51133180357/
As always, thanks for Buddy's beautiful photo, a silhouette this time. His peaceful images have become part of why we love your posts.
Buddy Poland. When my tired computer eyes met your photo, my lungs emitted a glorious sigh. Thank you for this captivating scene. Heather, I hope you are 100% recovered or close to that. I'm going force myself to follow your lead, needing more rest than work tonight. Wishing a good sleep and fresh spring day.
Such beautiful images to keep us all positive and remembering the best of life. So grateful for you!
I look forward to seeing the beautiful peaceful photos and hope you rest well.
Very good morning to you, Heather, Buddy and all!