Looking for Spring

speedwell

A light exist in spring

Not present on the year

At any other period -

When March is scarcely here 

... Emily Dickinson

Emily and Rebekah

Photo by Rebekah

A color stands abroad 

On solitary fields 

That science cannot overtake 

But human nature feels

 It waits upon the lawn

It shows the furthest tree 

Upon the furthest slope you know

It almost speaks to you

Henbit

 Robert Lewis Stevenson

 So when the earth is alive with gods

And the lusty plowman breaks the sod,

And the grass sings in the meadows.

And the flowers smile in the shadows,

Sits my heart at ease, 

Hearing the song of the leas,

Singing the songs of the meadows.