Looking for a little relief.
The pot is cracked from the cold,
the lavender scented like summer;
spring bulbs show impatience
while knowing they must wait.
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Oh wow, your poem is perfect for today! Four days ago a dandelion came up in my garden and today, right now, it is only 12°F. Poor plants are so confused… Love the sweet little bird, too.
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Yes, we had really warm temperatures not long ago and now it is absolutely frigid. It always amazes me how nature copes and is flexible with its rhythms. Thanks so much, Barbara, and keep warm! XO ♥
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I love your pictures. They are always so full of character. As for the words. There is a good lesson in them
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Thank you so much! I’m so glad you enjoyed it and it held some meaning for you, too.
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A good metaphor for nature as a whole if you think about it…
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Yes, nature can gives us most of the wisdom we need, I think! Thank you.
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Diane, this is very cute and I can almost smell the lavender! In your few words, there is a life lesson difficult for many of us to learn…beautiful! xoxo
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Thank you, Lauren! Yes, patience and faith are so difficult sometimes, but worth pursuing. Blessings, Diane XO
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Diane, this is so beautiful in art and words! Perfect balance you created.
groetjes, Francina
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Thank you so much for your lovely comment, Francina! Blessings, Diane
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Diane, I just LOVE this illustration. I can’t stop gazing at it. 🙂
And your gentle whispery words telling us there are lessons to be learned from nature – patience being one. I am not good with this one!
Lots of love and hugs
Christine
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Thank you so much, Christine! I am so late catching up on all the wonderful comments … and I thank you for your patience, which you have more of than you give yourself credit for! Love and hugs, Diane ♥
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My favourite little bird along with the heron, the magpie, the blackbird… ha ha. This painting is wonderful Diane and I have recently taken photos of robins and those same bulbs pushing through the frost.. knowing they must wait 🙂
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My favorite, too, Martin (and I agree with your other choices – especially love observing herons flying and fishing)! Thank you! I must go over and check out your photographs more often. 🙂
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Yes you must 😀 only joking. I have some more heron pics to upload at some point.
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No, you’re right. I must! 🙂
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Hi Diane, this is lovely again, your images are always a joy and so are the poems.
Spring is waiting under all the cold! There is one robin in our “garden” who likes to think he is master of the food, unfortunately bigger birds think the same 🙂
xx
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Hi, Ina. Thank you so much! We are VERY cold right now … frigid with a dusting of snow, although those to north and south of us have been buried with it. But, yes, Spring is there, just out of sight. I love to watch the way the birds interact, especially how the smaller ones somehow get what they need! XO ♥
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Hi Diane, your post is a reminder that in nature everything has its season – the snowdrops in winter, the spring bulbs waiting for the warmth of spring and the lavender in summer.
I like the painting of the robin. I am delighted when I see Australian robins.
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Hi, Margaret. Yes, patience and persistence so abounds in nature, and such a constant lesson for us, I think! The robin was actually a painting I did when I lived in England, so the Australian ones must be the same. The American robin is a much larger bird – actually in the thrush family. I always loved that little guy in the UK – a very precious bird indeed! Thanks and blessings.
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I love this, Diane–cute and light, very welcome today!
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Thank you, Caddo, and blessings with lots of love and hugs! ♥
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