Yes- this is a glorified picture of just a weed.
It is here not just because I love the little yellow blooms at the edge of the yard and have fun with it when they become a perfect globe like this one, but because of its resilience to grow despite the world trying to do away with it. It grows and rises to reach the sun before it is cut down…
…just another point of view, from the one that is fighting and growing.
The Sun is back
With all its might
Flying to the earth
At the speed o’ light
The liquid sky trembles
It’d pined all night
One fervent embrace n’
Countless stars of delight!
Yesterday was sunny, although not comfortably warm and a park nearby glowed. The stream reflected the abundant sunlight. I could watch the light dance on the shining blue waters for hours- it was so magical!
These pictures were taken to capture that magic. But could one ever really do that, fully?
It was about 9 in the morning. The clouds parted and the sun walked in. The air was crisp and fresh. The leafless trees carried a faint memory of the snow storm the previous night. I felt so happy to be around here; the mood and ambience reminded me of cozy snow covered homes in christmas cards and the warmth of an optimistic life and living, a feeling that one might get after a long dark night…