“All the trees are pink.
Plum blossoms,
or are they small extensions
of the clouds,
fill the lower sky
above the horizon
trapping the season
for all time
or for what time
we know it.”
“All the trees are pink.
Plum blossoms,
or are they small extensions
of the clouds,
fill the lower sky
above the horizon
trapping the season
for all time
or for what time
we know it.”
This tree is in my front yard- doing a little close up photography and playing with photoshop. Spring is a lot of work but oh I love this time of year.