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| Waiting for Spring, Alessandro Andreuccetti |
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Bird-song wakes me up today: the sky is clear, sun-washed blue and the sunlight strong and honeyed. It streams down, tiger-striping my balcony with its warmth. The air smells of packages waiting to be opened, newness and surprises nested inside each other. Below, poking their heads above the dark, coarse earth, yellow-hearted purple and white and pink flowers bloom. Their names are still unknown to me but their colors are not. I drink it in all, the gray already relegated to a distant planet of memory.
The wait is over: spring, my friends, is here.
Waiting for Spring image courtesy Saatchi Online
That makes me smile toooo. ,P :)
ReplyDelete...and I spoke too soon - the gray skies are back! but fingers crossed, April will be another story:)
DeleteAn amazing network of life touching the sky! The color and composition is perfect to welcome the transition!
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DeleteThank you, Padmaja! I saw the image of the painting on Pinterest and immediately thought of this photograph which I had taken sometime ago:) I found the painting particularly evocative...
love this priyanka. you never fail to amaze me with your depth of emotions packed in every word
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DeleteSuzy, your words always mean a lot to me - thank you so much. I wrote this piece rather spontaneously, inspired by the lovely spring morning...guess those sentiments emerge from the piece!