Cherry, Pear, Apple and just about every other kind of blossom is filling up the gardens and popping out all over. Last night and this morning we had a deluge followed by amazing sunshine and it is just beautiful to behold. The grass is greening up and with popping out tulips, azaleas and other bulbs and flowering trees, I did not want to miss a Cherry Blossom post on the Promise Gardens. If you did not get into Washington, DC or surrounding areas to view those incredible blooms, remember you can capture them at many local gardens, parks and tree-lined streets. Take a walk with your camera and see what you can capture. It is an amazing time to capture this spring beauty!
And in the warm hedge grew lush eglantine,
Green cowbind and the moonlight-colour’d May,
And cherry-blossoms, and white cups whose wine
Was the bright dew yet drain’d not by the day;
And wild roses, and ivy serpentine,
With its dark buds and leaves wandering astray;
And flowers, azure, black, and streak’d with gold,
Fairer than any waken’d eyes behold. _B.Shelly
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The Promise Garden roses are in full bloom and the rain and sunshine has created such loveliness that no image can portray their beauty. We have been out and about in the gardens photographing them for the studio and photography prints and a sneak peek will appear here soon on the blog. There is surely nothing more beautiful that the rose and pair that with poetry, perfection!
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The Rose & The Wind
WHEN, think you, comes the Wind,
The Wind that kisses me and is so kind?
Lo, how the Lily sleeps! her sleep is light;
Would I were like the Lily, pale and white!
Will the Wind come?
Perchance for you too soon.
If not, how could I live until the noon?
What, think you, Beech-tree, makes the Wind delay?
Why comes he not at breaking of the day?
Hush, child, and, like the Lily, go to sleep.
You know I cannot.
Nay, then, do not weep.
(After a pause)
Your lover comes, be happy now, O Rose!
He softly through my bending branches goes.
Soon he shall come, and you shall feel his kiss.
Already my flush’d heart grows faint with bliss;
Love, I have long’d for you through all the night.
And I to kiss your petals warm and bright.
Laugh round me, Love, and kiss me; it is well.
Nay, have no fear, the Lily will not tell.
’T was dawn when first you came; and now the sun
Shines brightly and the dews of dawn are done.
’T is well you take me so in your embrace;
But lay me back again into my place,
For I am worn, perhaps with bliss extreme.
Nay, you must wake, Love, from this childish dream.
’T is you, Love, who seem changed; your laugh is loud,
And ’neath your stormy kiss my head is bow’d
O Love, O Wind, a space will you not spare?
Not while your petals are so soft and fair.
My buds are blind with leaves, they cannot see,—
O Love, O Wind, will you not pity me?
O Wind, a word with you before you pass;
What did you to the Rose that on the grass
Broken she lies and pale, who lov’d you so?
Roses must live and love, and winds must blow.*
*Philip Bourke Marston (1850–87
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Autumn again? Yes, it’s another year and we are preparing for the Autumn Photo Walks here at the Promise Gardens and in our city. It is a glorious time for photography! A reminder from last season:
As Fall sheds the last weeks of its beauty, we have walked the gardens, forests, parks and waterfronts capturing their exquisite beauty and color. The Promise Gardens are being prepared to sleep for the winter and tucked away before our first big snowfall. This morning’s misty light snow flurries reminded us that getting Fall photographs posted are a must-do for this week. Thanksgiving and its bounty are right around the corner so dedication to these are an important part of our photography work and seasonable personal enjoyment of color and beauty. Soon the pristine white of snow will replace these amazing colors.
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Autumn,–the slow name lingers,
While we likewise flag;
It silences many singers;
Its slow days drag,
Yet hasten at speed
To leave us in chilly need
For Winter to strip indeed.
by Christina G. Rossetti
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It’s snowing and beautiful as it is, the danger is very great for so many of our friends and colleagues. Keep safe and warm and indoors. This has been a winter of winters and snowfall that produced beautiful nature but has been a fright for many. We expect 18+ inches! Enjoy the beauty from a room with a view!
THE SPECKLED sky is dim with snow,
The light flakes falter and fall slow;
Athwart the hill-top, rapt and pale,
Silently drops a silvery veil;
And all the valley is shut in
By flickering curtains gray and thin.
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Photography: JayJacy Photography, Art on Canvas, Scenes of Winter