blooming petunias-splashes of brilliant colorbright prelude to spring
“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.” ― Pablo Neruda
Blood plums sweet nectar
farewell cool mornings
Spring dawn’s misty haze tranquil lake teeming with life
Tear kissed desert rose
A pall of melancholy hangs in the air for Spring’s quick death came all too soon with the birth of the sun’s fervid glare and the waning of the lush pink moon.