I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree...
Propellers. Maple seeds.
I love this tree. We dug it from the woods that used to be behind our house and planted it as a crooked young tree. I can't put my arms around it now.
Amaryllis bud. Not sure if this is the pink one or the red one.
Anyone have thyme? I do.
I love this maple tree, too. The seeds are small and appear pinkish against the apple green new spring leaves.
Azaleas. Need I say more?
Go outside and enjoy the day.
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