from an old gravestone
If you hold your nose to the Grindstone
and you leave it there long enough,
Then soon you'll say
there's no such things
as brooks that babble
and birds that sing,
these three will all your world compose,
just you, the stone and your poor old nose.
(from memory so may not be word perfect)
Such beautiful photos!
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Linda
The arctic lupines photo looks like a fairy town hidden in its own magic dell. Beautiful colour.
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ReplyDeletePaper birch - how lovely! And that blue jewel colour.....
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