is there anything as sweet as the promise of a fine spring morning?
art of the morning: david harrison-smith’s plum tree intaglio, elegant and fine.
shhhh! don’t bother me. i’m sleeping, and dreaming of spring.
photos i have taken: bradford pear branches blooming in the spring in north carolina. against the sky, with the sun shining through them, they look like stained glass.
something there is about a tree, something magic and inscrutable and ancient and still and full of slow joy.
