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skimming through the air
twirling fine pink petal skirts
cherry blossoms reign ...
 
judith meskill

petal profusion
cushioning both air and earth
tradition whispers ...
 
judith meskill

 
i've been longing for a 'slideshow' capability for some time now - wherein i can post a day's shooting experience - and flickr's new video capability seems to fit the bill! cheers & hugs ... xo

this cockatoo did flirt with me,
on one bright sunny day,
he cooed and crooned with throaty glee,
and danced the day away ... xo
 
judith meskill

"... A Hyacinth -- I hid --
Puts out a Ruffled Head --
And odors fall
From flasks -- so small --
You marvel how they held -- ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

"... Hush! Epigea wakens!
The Crocus stirs her lids --
Rhodora's cheek is crimson,
She's dreaming of the woods!
 
Then turning from them reverent --
Their bedtime 'tis, she said --
The Bumble bees will wake them
When April woods are red ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

"... this year the east wind has been a playful tease
blowing sunshine and making rain as it sends in the spring
the plums along the river fell like red snow in one night
then the tantalizing peach blossoms opened in profusion ..."
 
Wang Shizhen, Seductive Spring poetry series, 1664.
i love the seductive quality of the first flowers of spring and thought to name this shot 'seductive spring' - i then searched for some words and discovered wang shizhen and fell in love with this 17th century poet's 'seductive spring' series ... xo

ladybug on my windowpane,
sun is shining, for the main,
wishing sweet spring thoughts to you,
may your skies be kissed with blue ... xo
 
judith meskill

this chickadee is singing
"happy spring!"
so may her twittery tiding
sweet luck bring ... xo
 
judith meskill

"... Nature -- the Gentlest Mother is,
Impatient of no Child --
The feeblest -- or the waywardest --
Her Admonition mild --
 
In Forest -- and the Hill --
By Traveller -- be heard --
Restraining Rampant Squirrel --
Or too impetuous Bird -- ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

"... For every Bird a Nest --
Wherefore in timid quest
Some little Wren goes seeking round --
 
Wherefore when boughs are free --
Households in every tree --
Pilgrim be found?
 
Perhaps a home too high --
Ah Aristocracy!
The little Wren desires --
 
Perhaps of twig so fine --
Of twine e'en superfine,
Her pride aspires -- ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

"... Whose Pink career may have a close
Portentous as our own, who knows?
To imitate these Neighbors fleet
In awe and innocence, were meet ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

"... March is the Month of Expectation.
The things we do not know --
The Persons of prognostication
Are coming now --
We try to show becoming firmness --
But pompous Joy
Betrays us, as his first Betrothal
Betrays a Boy ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

i watched this feisty nuthatch try to woo his chosen one with this walnut for nearly a full minute - which is an eternity in nuthatch time ... xo

"... What I can do -- I will --
Though it be little as a Daffodil --
That I cannot -- must be
Unknown to possibility -- ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

"... Long Years apart -- can make no
Breach a second cannot fill --
The absence of the Witch does not
Invalidate the spell --
 
The embers of a Thousand Years
Uncovered by the Hand
That fondled them when they were Fire
Will stir and understand -- ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

who is this harbinger of spring?
and what new message does this bring?
i'm listening as the birds sing,
and to their mates fine seeds they bring.
now spring's not due for many days,
but buds and birds move 'bout their ways,
of welcoming spring with their praise,
with courting, budding, and displays ...
 
judith meskill
 
today we watched the cardinals feeding each other - a sure sign of pending spring! a wee bit early, by about twenty-four days but, hey, who's counting?!? ;)