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A MORNING IN SPRING

































Mornings unfold
so tenderly these days.
White linen gentle against the skin,
the glorious light
caressing the face.
The sun forms puddles of light on the floor,
where, as we speak, the birch tree outside
is in the midst of a bout of fervent shadowplay. 













I think the seasons 
have a stronger effect on me
than I care to admit.
The spring sun has brought along
an ease, a joy,
a lease of oxygen in the lungs,
a restless itch under the feet.












Within these thick, stone walls,
roses cultivated to perfection quickly wilt
- outside, under the golden rays of the sun
& passing showers of rain,
wildflowers flourish & weave their carpets.




x

























Anonymous said...

Ihania kuvia. Aion alkaa seurata Sinun blogiasi, siitä tulee utuisen rauhoittavan lämmittävä olotila :) Olisi mahtava saada joskus kuvauttaa itsensä sinunlaisellasi kuvaajalla..ehkä joskus...

Anonymous said...

Love your words and pictures they are speaking right to my heart, like always.

Rebecca Skye Watson said...

Kiitos niin kauniista sanoista - ne lämmittivät sydäntä!
Mukavaa, kun jäät seurailemaan :) x

Rebecca Skye Watson said...

And your words just went straight into my heart
- thank you & a lovely weekend to you ♡ !

Burlap Luxe said...

Always a soulful visit with you here, a perfect way to start out my Saturday.
Beauty, beautiful heart words.

See you soon.

Xx
Dore

Rebecca Skye Watson said...

Thank you dearest Dore
for leaving such golden words.
Wishing you a lovely weekend, x

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