Friday, May 14, 2010

Late Spring



"So what of...
the In's, the Out's,
the Thick's, the Thin's

Life is not measured by moments,
instead we cling to instances of
enlightenment or purpose.

I write nonsense...
but it is just so, that nothing
is the teacher of all things."










8 comments:

Wild Somerset Child said...

Such beautiful Spring photos (I'm still playing with the lace and tulle and stars I collected together for a winter-fabric-journal inspired by your lovely book). And I do love the way you have framed your photos on this blog.

Dianne said...

Beautiful flowers and prose...

Catherine said...

Lovely prose and beautiful photos - how nice of the swallowtail to pose for you!

marnie said...

Loving the pretty pictures!

dogfaeriex5 said...

just stopping by to say hello and i miss you both..hope mr earl is doing better...xoxox

Jane LaFazio said...

lovely.

Janee said...

Such a beautiful poem. For a long while I was so frustrated that words could not convey the depth of feelings that I felt. Now, I am glad they do not and your poem says why! Thank you Tracie. Your photographs are gorgeous too.
~Janee

Honeymoon registry said...

Those are beautiful photos. The frames made it even more stunning to look at. Thanks for sharing.