Friday, July 8, 2011

Summer Blooms

 The Beauty Bush against the pre-thunder ominous sky.
 Bumble Bee on the lupine in the garden.

 Our life is an apprenticeship to the truth that around every circle another can be drawn;
that there is no end in nature, but every end is a  beginning; 
that there is always another dawn risen on the mid-noon, and under every deep a lower deep opens. 
Emerson, Essays, First and Second Stories

 Blooms in the hanging pots.

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