“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan


spring, moon, eclipse, and pear tree blossoms

spring arrives to the sound of falling pear tree blossoms and rain.  skye cat tiptoes up the stairs, following me, wanting me back down to the wet earth.  i took a million pictures with my broken camera and the one lens i trust, drawn this morning back to these curves and katie's red lights.  

the bridge-that-really-isn't is covered with bokeh blossoms if you squint your eyes just right, and i do.

i can't see the solar eclipse, spring creeps in on invisible toes,
and tonight's supermoon is new and dark.
i have instead these blossoms and a cat's meows to show me the way forward, to bring me home.  



  1. Lovely, and some really beautiful pictures

  2. Those flowers bring me hope. I'm so glad they are there, now, already.

  3. I am patiently waiting for spring to show it's face here. Lovely images.


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