notes from maggie's farm
A great big thank you to my fabulous cousin, T.R. Ryan, for the honor of sharing his posts with me, and I, with you, while I am away this week. Follow Tim on his blog, From the Faraway, Nearby. You are in for a treat!
While Visions of Sugar Plums Dance in My Head
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| Wild plum blossoms - Wichita
Mountains - Oklahoma - March 2011 ©trryan
I wake with a long sigh,
My pillow and my matting
Are the lost clouds I was in.
...And this is the way it always is with human
joy:
Ten thousand things run forever like water toward the
east.
-Shao Yong "Plum Blossom
Poem"
There is perhaps nothing more divine
then the scent of wild plum blossom
perfuming the prairie wind
as winter's steady bleakness
reluctantly gives way to spring
rendering one breathless with fortune  
As if just woken up from a long winter's
nap
   
Wild Plum Blossoms
Spring in the Wichita
Mountains
Oklahoma
March 2011
photos©trryan
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Gorgeous! Wonderful post. Your cousin is extremely talented. Must run in the family:)
ReplyDeleteIsn't he? I admire him so and hope to have a tiny inkling of his talent by virtue of good genes. Thank you, Steph! Missed your kind words while I was 'offline'.
ReplyDeleteAhh, don't let her fool you - she has beaucoup's more talent than I.
ReplyDeletePshaw! ( love you, cousin!)
DeleteSo beautiful! I love the words along with the wordless.
ReplyDeleteTim just has a spectacular way with spare beauty of both word and image. Thank you for dropping by!
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