These flower laden trees dot my neighborhood. The bunches of flowers are luscious. The trees shed the flowers forming a carpet beneath. Here is a lucky car getting the ‘showers of blessings’. Posted for Becca’s Sunday Trees.
These trees are in bloom, all over the town.
I clicked these on a morning walk around the neighborhood.
Branches laden with flowers.
A closer look.
Thanks to Becca for the opportunity to share these pictures.
Mindful writing snippet.
Posted for Becca Givens’ weekly photo challenge Sunday Trees.
Those tiny flowers peeping through the wooden slats of the gate remind me of ragworts and Anne Stevenson’s beautiful poem…
They won’t let railways alone, those yellow flowers.
They are that remorseless joy of deteliction
darkest banks exhale like vivid breath
as bricks divide to let them root between.
How every falling place concots their smile,
taking what’s left and making a song of it.
Anne Stevenson (b. 1933)
Posted for the Mundane Monday Challenge.
Five Photos, Five Stories-Day One A big thank you to Umber for inviting me to share my stories and pictures. As spring gives way to summer the signs are everywhere. Each day, I walk down the lanes in my neighbourhood and I see flowers blooming everywhere; on bushes, in pots, on trees, over gates and… Continue reading Ephemeral