“To see a hillside white with dogwood bloom is to know a particular ecstasy of beauty, but to walk the gray Winter woods and find the buds which will resurrect that beauty in another May is to partake of continuity.”
Hal Borland
Me and the dogwood blooms :-) I can't get enough of them. I have so much to do indoors today and keep getting tempted into the awakening of buds and blooms outside...and it's only March!
"Forsythia is pure joy.
There is not an ounce, not a glimmer of sadness or even knowledge in
forsythia. Pure, undiluted, untouched joy."
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