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13.3.14

Patches of green and a Cuckoo..


Patches of green and a Cuckoo can make me very happy..

The Robin's my Criterion for Tune—
 Because I grow—where Robins do—
 But, were I Cuckoo born— I'd swear by him—

Emily Dickinson

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2 comments:

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

Oh dearest, you know how to capture the song of the first sign of spring, how to capture my heart to sing with it, and with you. Like in this glorious painting, I would love to walk in the woods for hours to just listen to the most wonderful song that exists in spring, summer, fall and even winter: the voice of our heavenly father.

Have a lovely time hearing the signs...

Angelsdoor * Penny said...

Dearest Dutchess,
The music tells a story while viewing the exquisite painting...
Thank you for this my friend.
blessings,
Penny