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March 2013

Pink Gruss an Achen Encore


Ever photogenic, and always welcome here- Pink Gruss an Achen roses.





I feel like the mother who wants to keep all the pictures of her children, but can only choose one or two for printing.



This is the same bouquet, minus a few spent blooms, before a backdrop of morning condensation on our living room window.


A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period —
When March is scarcely here

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.

Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay —

A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.

~ Emily Dickinson