Monday, May 3, 2010

With my "new eyes" from vision therapy, I can now see the blooming orchards near my home burst into spring.  Ansel Adam's, "Orchard, Early Spring" captures what I am now able to see.

And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.

~Percy Bysshe Shelley, "The Sensitive Plant"

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