April 16.19 April 16, 2019 by Oddment 5 Comments Artful in its soft demureness, pink pretends a lack of sureness, but I see its aery blush as preternatural victory flush: Ceres’ triumph everlasting, winter’s death grip counterblasting. More thanks to photographer S.W. Berg. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
April 16, 2019 at 10:41 am
Beautiful. Even when the blooms fall to the ground, they are still beautiful. 🙂 We are suppose to have some sun today and tomorrow, but in general we’re having gray, gloomy, rainy days. Yuck!
April 16, 2019 at 11:06 am
YUCK indeed! Spring really has to fight to keep hold! It’s pretty much the same here — back and forth between dark and sunshine, but way too much dark and not enough sunshine! I agree that those pink blooms are lovely even as they come down. We don’t have pink trees here yet, but it won’t be long (she said optimistically).
April 20, 2019 at 12:03 pm
Preternatural indeed. I would agree pink pretends a lack of sureness – this is more of a roar than a blush.
April 20, 2019 at 12:21 pm
“Roar” is good. Pink ought never be underestimated!
April 21, 2019 at 10:29 am