Saturday, April 12, 2014

With Green Grass and Bursting Trees

"I still don't know a place with lovelier Aprils. 
The mornings and nights are fresh and cool (..).
The damp earth is as red as flesh, or blood, 
and so fecund that you can almost hear the thrumming, 
rustling push of growth up through it. (...) 
I could not seem to stay indoors at night in that first spring; 
I was enraptured with the startling, 
ghostly white showfalls of dogwood in dusk-green woods (...)
rolled like surf through the wooded hills of the northwest."

Anne Rivers Siddons

MySpot: One Day of One September

 *Photos by Dreamboy / Mihai

"Radiant joy is everywhere.
Spirits in tune to the spicy air, 
Thrill in the glory of each day."

Joseph Pullman Porter

At Shut of Evening Flowers

"What a desolate place would be a world without a flower! 
It would be a face without a smile, 
a feast without a welcome."

Clara Lucas Balfour 

TTD: Two Lovers in the Woods

*Photos Studio 8mm / Edited me and Studio 8mm

"We sat side by side in the morning light
 and looked out at the future together."

Brian Andres

Sunday, April 6, 2014

TTD: My One and Only Thought

*Photos Studio 8mm / Edited by me

"Whatever our souls are made of, 
his and mine are the same."

Emily Bronte

Among Flowers

"We gathered the wild-flowers. 
 Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight; 
 As thro' the field we rov'd. 
 Yes, life there seem'd one pure delight."

George Linley

TTD: Sweet Is the Dream, Divinely Dweet, When Absent Souls in Fancy Meet

*Photos Studio 8mm / Edited by me

"He was my North, 
my South, 
my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest."

W.H. Auden