theme: blossom

There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud
was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.  
Anais Nin



When bright flowers bloom
Parchment crumbles, my words fade
The pen has dropped.
Morpheus




The pedigree of honey does not concern the bee; 
A clover, any time, to him 
Is aristocracy.  Emily Dickinson




In the dooryard fronting an old farm-house 
near the white-wash'd palings, 
stands the lilac-bush tall-growing with heart-shaped leaves 
of rich green...  
Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass, 1865



Forsythia is pure joy.   
There is not an ounce, not a glimmer of sadness or  even knowledge in forsythia.  
Pure, undiluted, untouched joy.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh


*Join us at Patty's Friday where the photography theme is BLOSSOM!