Return The birch lies with lichen and leaves only to rise again in the next season as hope eternal, the spring ephemerals. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
Beautiful! I enjoyed the way the poem and the picture complimented each other so well. And the angles in the photo — twisting and turning and drawing me right in — are lovely. LikeLike Reply
Beautiful–almost like the branches are carefully staying still so the snow is not shaken off. LikeLike Reply
Love it!
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Both beautiful and brilliant.
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great shot…fitting words!
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Brrrrr. Made me cold just looking at it! Nice composition.
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Beautiful – wonderful composition. Gives me chills and warms me on the inside too.
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Beautiful! I enjoyed the way the poem and the picture complimented each other so well. And the angles in the photo — twisting and turning and drawing me right in — are lovely.
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Was thinking today only 6 more weeks to March and spring ephemerals!
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Beautiful–almost like the branches are carefully staying still so the snow is not shaken off.
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beautiful!
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Happy Easter… Spring is at the gates¡
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