I am going to try to pay attention to the spring. I am going to look around……and look up. I am going to…… listen. Anne Lamont“If people did not love one another, I really don’t see what use there would be in having any spring.”
― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
There shall come Spring rains
When all seems lost to the cold decay
And winter shall release its icy reign.
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough.
Toasting the sun,
See spring twirl
Flower-cups in the air.
Would I could wipe from your brow,
The furrows of care!
Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere)arranging
a window,into which people look(while
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here)and
changing everything carefully
The photos in this post were taken in Winnipeg, Saskatoon, Moose Lake, Rome, Kyoto and Hiroshima