Dylan Thomas

Poetry is what in a poem makes you laugh, cry, prickle, be silent, makes your toenails twinkle, makes you want to do this or that or nothing, makes you know that you are alone in the unknown world, that you bliss and suffering is forever shared and forever all your own. - Dylan Thomas

Thursday, July 1, 2010

A Beautiful Day!

Doesn't this look inviting. Come and sit with me a spell...we can talk of dreams and visions. We can pray and laugh and plan together with some tea and a sweet treat!

Petunias always look so lush and lovely! Mine are doing well.

Atop the willow stump a creative planter sits... and who created thus? Moi!

Beside the steps: a Wandering Jew with Geranium and Coleus. The Willow stump is bearing a quickly sprouting new willow baby. Oh Joy! I miss that tree...

2 comments:

Jamie Willow said...

very very pretty ma!

Jennalu said...

It is amazing when you take away the sick, the new has room to sprout its wings.