Sunday, February 27, 2011

A Spring Metaphor


Imagine starting out in life like this... as a magnolia tree's soft finger tip, reaching out to touch the sweet restorative spring air to sense if it is time to open. And when you get too warm for your winter coat, your downy pod gently opens and delicate pedals reach out, fragrant and receptive to the varying shades of daylight. You are a new flowering fledgling, born of fuzz, evolving into feathery white wings, elegantly perched upon the limb of a most beautiful tree.
That would be a life, most divine.

11 comments:

  1. You are so right Jaime ~ such a wonderful image with beautiful words.
    xo Catherine

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  2. What beautiful imagery, Jaime. I'll never look at blossoming trees quite the same way again! xo

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  3. Oh how delicious... I want to sprout some feathery white wings. And this photo is just magical!

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  4. I just hold my breath when I click on your blog. Not only are the photos breathtaking but your words accompanying them so... perfect!

    Question: for this kind of photo, do you use a tripod or is it too hard when you are outdoors? I tried a tripod but it was so cumbersome.

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  5. Sigh. Your blog is good for my soul!

    Cxx

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  6. Love this, such beautiful words and imagery.

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  7. this is downright enchanting.....wow.

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  8. Imagine....
    What an exquisitely magical image!!!

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  9. Thank you for giving voice to such divinity... absolutely poetic, mi amor...

    :-)

    (((hugs))),
    love,
    me

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  10. oh my, yes, that is just simply beautiful.

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  11. oh your words and imagery delight me.

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