It is better to be a young June bug than an old bird of paradise. Mark Twain
The scratches on the flower are made by the nectar seeking Bananabirds.
15/06/2018
Cool day; photos early morning.
Tree Dahlia
27/06/2018 morning 8.13 AM
It is raining today. June is nearly done and dusted, I felt a bit blog tired.
Here is one of my favourite poems by Shelley.
"The Cloud" is a major 1820 poem written by Percy Bysshe Shelley. "The Cloud" was written during late 1819 or early 1820, Originally published: 12 July 1820
Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley
I am the daughter of Earth and Water
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.
©Photos mygarden +some text/Ts Lavender and Vanilla
15/06/2018
Cool day; photos early morning.
Tree Dahlia
27/06/2018 morning 8.13 AM
It is raining today. June is nearly done and dusted, I felt a bit blog tired.
Here is one of my favourite poems by Shelley.
"The Cloud" is a major 1820 poem written by Percy Bysshe Shelley. "The Cloud" was written during late 1819 or early 1820, Originally published: 12 July 1820
Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley
I am the daughter of Earth and Water
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.
©Photos mygarden +some text/Ts Lavender and Vanilla
