3WW / Thursday Love
One of Dave's passions in life is gardening. The snow has not yet fallen on the dogwoods but Dave has planted a truck load of flowers and plants. We made up a list and he veered off the list by a mile. He bowed his head with puppy dog eyes and said "you know not to send me out for flowers by myself." I have no idea how many "finds" he neglected to show me but now I'm feeling no guilt in going to Target. ;) This "Thursday Love" photo is dedicated to Dave's loving hands and the beauty he has surrounded me with.
3WW glass - question - token
Why Can't Spring Stay?
Winter is gone, blooms sprout
up through fallen needles,
the folded daffodils straighten
from winter's last fall, some broken
brittle as glass, leaving but
a token few to join the awakening.
A canvas of colors, a canopy of blues
with white clouds wafting by,
forest green backdrops reaching
up to the sky, lifting their skirt's
so the sun can get by, contrasts
of light and dark, a sight to behold.
Breezes stroke the branches, brushing
off the baggage of winter's wrath,
spreading seeds to multiply, while
waking the silence living within,
birdsong serenade, beckons me
outside to live a new day.
My question remains the same,
why can't spring stay?
38 comments:
I want an answer to your question too! :)
Your story about Dave not being able to shop for flowers alone had me laughing: love it.
i do so love a poem written by someone that has a real connection to nature... i have none... and i want to ,, i just have to wait and read about it second hand....
Oh, I'm asking the same thing!!! We had an almost spring like day today...tomorrow, snow and rain :(
Loved the poem - made me want to plant flowers.
lovely descriptions
So summer, season of my heart, can come?
This is so lovely! You have a talent for building beauty out of words. Lovely!
Tammy,
The breath of spring and it's newness is exhilerating. All the more reason for it to move on...before it becomes dull and mundane. ;)
Love Spring, Love you,
rel
What a delightful ode to spring -- I wish it would stay at least one day at the moment like Becca -- it pops out and then disappears, but I know it's coming back!!
But my heart is with yours -- spring forever...please.
beautiful! gardening is great :) xoxo
What a wonderful melding of 3WW and love Thursday :)
I wish spring would stay, too. My drive to work this morning brought light rain, heavy rain with thunder and lightning, pea-sized hail and sleet. Please send Dave right over with 2-3 flats of something...anything!
Also, thanks for your spring greeting.
Sending big spring HUGS!
Star
Great picture! I can't wait till the flowers start blooming here (we have to get rid of the snow first!)
WHat a lovely poem! Our tulips started blooming a few days ago--and today it's SNOWING again!
Lovely poem, lovely photo. Just popped in to say "hi"!!
Your words are so beautiful Tamela...I love the last 4 lines.
Hard to believe you're new to writing poetry. It's just one of your callings I think.
Love ya bunches,
Nance
PS
Stu is a gardening fool too.
What a surprise. ; )
hi tammy...ok, dave's a keeper in my book... flowers absolutely.. cannot control myself... every year too many and not enuf room... plant more bulbs!!!...your poem feels as if i am staring out a window onto the garden watching spring pass by... it is a beauty...
sigh ... i can't wait to start planting though i suppose the ground has to thaw first :) soon soon soon :)
this is lovely!!
Beautifully put. Our link with nature is so profound.
A lovely post. I so miss having a square of earth to put my hands in, to till and grow flowers or vegetables. Soon, very soon.
Happy Love Thursday..and thanks for stopping by my blog!
So sweet! I can't wait for flowers. Happy LT!
hi, just discovered this blog, enjoyed the readings, happy weekend
Hey look at the new pictures everywhere!! You have been busy...
FLOWERS!! You have flowers already! We just got 2 inches of fresh snow last night and I am soooooooo bumming!!!
Love to you both...TJ
this is lovely Tammy, hey there's a little gift awaiting you at my site, hope you will like it...i havent had a chance to read your older posts, but hope to be back..
Great poem Tammy, I'm a poet too, and I think this one 'breathes' spring. "brushing off the baggage of winter's wrath" is beautiful.
I also especially love the pics of your Maltese and husband's love affair and the music (used to sing that song). lots of synchronicities, not least of which is finding you on Bella's blog, where I love to visit,
best
jenn
The attention to detail and of course love involved in gardening are not unlike caregiving skills. Somtimes life itself demands a gardener's touch.
Caregivingly Yours, Patrick
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I love a man who gardens. I wish my man was one of them, lol!
:)
I love flowers and gardening. Good for Dave, let him plant as much flower bearing plants as he wants! i wish i can visit your garden :)
Liza
K. can't be trusted alone in the garden dept. either - but then, neither can I, lol - we have to go together and keep one another in check.
I wish spring could stay too - I love the in-between seasons, spring and fall, the best.
Love the poem, Tammy~XOXO
Dave's a kindred spirit, too, Tammy! I get so carried away at the nurseries...I LOVE being surrounded by flowers and beautiful plants...
nice poem!
XO
Judi
this poem made my heart ache.
So true.
Your blog is so full of beauty, just like the flowers that Dave so carefully tends to and the spring poem. So glad the snow is finally going away!
XOXO
Lovely poem - how lucky you and Dave are to have the space to create your garden! xoxox
Yes. " . . why can't spring stay?"
Lovely poem, Tammy. And what a dear man you've got there :0)
Perhaps it if was always Spring, we wouldn't appreciate it as much :)
Lovely poem.
we are just like dave. we promise we will buy NOTHING else - we have run out of space to plant it! yet, we both have continued to buy new and beautiful plants. now that space is truly limited after 4 years and thousands of dollars of purchases, we may have to keep our word! otherwise we will be gardening in our neighbors' yards! LOL
I only have one comment...how is it you keep getting YOUNGER looking in your photos? What do they have in the air and water in your new place and can you bottle it?
I am the Black Angel of Death to plants, unless they are plastic;)
Beautiful poem and I also get caught up in the allure of flowers.
Hugs Sherrie
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