Morning Dew
In the spring-time, out of the dew,
From my garden, sweet friend, I gather,
A garland of verses, or rather
A poem of blossoms for you.
-from “With A Bunch Of Spring Flowers” by Kate Seymour Maclean – 1881
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Suzanne
Cattle, corn, wheat, beans, mud, snow, ice, and drought. Plenty of fresh air and quiet. Our life is sometimes heartbreaking, sometimes joyous, but never boring.
Shimmering like diamonds.
So nice to see dew, rather than frost, on the grass now!
I love it when you find the perfect poem for a photo!
This one is perfect.
Thank you Dianna,
After I found the poem, I wondered why I had not heard of the author before. She is a wonderful writer, but I couldn’t find any info about her anywhere.
Suzanne, I used Bing to search for Kate Seymour Maclean, and found quite a bit of information. You may want to check this out. I have no idea what you’d get if you used Google! Let me know!
The leaves in the second photo look so familiar but, I can not conjure up the name. Do you know what they are? The dew is just so pretty and country. Love it. Thanks.
Hi Doe,
Columbine from my flower beds. They have flower shoots now, and it won’t be long before they are blooming their little hearts out. Will share with you then.
Beautiful photos! You must get up way earlier than me. Ha ha
Beautiful captures! They look frosted.
aw, that is such a sweet poem…and the photos are perfect!!