Tag Archives: early spring
Soft, powdery, early spring snow. It covers an empty field. Suddenly, the wind gets up, picking it up in swirling snow dervishes. So fleeting, I feel privileged to have glimpsed them.
The sun hangs in the sky like a perfect orange torch-beam. Wispy clouds surround her, theatre curtains revealing her newborn fragility. The world seems bleached of colour beneath her, its early Spring colours waiting for her touch.