Roaring in the Spring
I shall talk of Spring.
The leaves coming in, all fresh and green, I almost want to say minty. It was wondrous, so light and airy, so clean. I knew it wouldn't last, so I took many a walk (and many a picture) those first few weeks, those first few days.
I don't have a single photograph of the tree leaves coming in. But this field (all the images are likely of the same field) was simply wondrous, magnificent, as if, in itself, this lone field captured the full essence of Spring.
It happened all around Easter time, so I guess those ancients knew what they were about.
Of course, I'll juxtopose that last statement against these modern man-made wonders.
And then, the seasons changed; and now, it is summer.
I hope you enjoyed the show, while it lasted.
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