Ladybird Traffic Jam and a kernel of Keats

Ladybird Traffic Jam and a kernel of Keats

“The poetry of the earth is never dead.” ~John Keats

Each morning I rise early to let the dogs out. They frolic around my acre as I scour the lay of the land for the new, the unusual, the “hey, what is that?” and the “woah, that wasn’t there yesterday.”

Each day, no matter how similar, is completely different if you take the time to truly see.

I was sitting under my favorite Frickin Tree (so named because I photograph him/her every single day) and turned over one of the fallen branches beneath it and found this gathering of beetles. I love the yellow one in the middle of it all.

Spring is finally well and truly here and my photographs are multiplying exponentially as are the colors.

What I notice about the spring is how similar it is to fall, there aren’t many leaves on the trees and if you look at a hilly range you will see the same crimsons and yellows as fall as the trees bud out.

This year the Maples are flowering and I feel so lucky to be here, in the middle of it all.

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  1. Another lovely image and words fit for it and your readers. I have been noticing the Spring/Fall connection more than ever this year. Such a welcome blast of color. Ho, and I love your frickin’ tree too.

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