I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles.”
(Beautiful pink bloom, San Antonio, Texas / Julie Cook / 2014)
Vibrant pink complimenting a lapis lazuli blue sky.
Accents of brown and grey juxtapose a myriad of bursting blooms
For a brief nano moment, which is all that the eye needs in order to swill and mix a fresh blend of pigments, I smile.
Gone is the grey and dirty white of cold.
No more of the monochromatic tones of nothingness.
Clouds scatter revealing pure saturation
The color overload is welcomed and necessary
Eyes must adjust from the world which has been void of tints and shades to the current breathy palate of a spectrum overload
Are not the birds louder?
Is not the air now sweet?
Sun pulls me from the shadows
Canopies of tiny vibrant chartreuse budding leaves dance overhead
Change is in the air.
Electric energy stirs the Earth’s inhabitants
We are all now on the move.
Spring is calling
Can you come out to play?
And I must answer.
Spring is coming and the thought is giving us all hope after this very long winter which seems to want to stay. More snow is on the way in my neck of the woods but your post is very welcome on this gray morning. Enjoy your time away!
Yeppers, I think we are all ready for spring. What a beautiful photo! It looks like a redbud tree maybe. Hugs, Natalie 🙂
you tell me–Gregory said cherry but I knew better—but I have seen my share of mesquite today–and delightfully pecans!!!
Well, ya know, I’m not sure. My cherry tree has much lighter pink blossoms as do others I’ve seen. It’s the right color for a redbud, but then it looks a bit different than mine. Whatever it is, it is gorgeous! There’s a story about mesquite and pecan trees up here and I have found it to be true. Only when they begin to leaf can we be sure there will be no more freezes. Love, N