"no need for bowl or silver spoon,
sugar or spice or cream,
has the wild berry plucked in june
beside the trickling stream."
sugar or spice or cream,
has the wild berry plucked in june
beside the trickling stream."
– emily dickinson
november, 2012.
a few weeks ago, mel. and i went to a park nearby,
gathered wild mulberries & strolled under the trees.
we felt just like kids again, remembering summers past
made of adventures, berries, starry nights and fireflies.
beautiful. love the tones and mood :)
ReplyDeletethank you!
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awww, such beautiful images and thoughts, Toi! :-)
ReplyDeleteand I love that poem!
aw, thank you dear polly ♥♥♥
Deleteemily dickinson wrote all sorts of beautiful poems :)
Magical series of Photographs :)
ReplyDeletethank you! :)
Deletemy parents live in the country and my house is surrounded by wild berries.. this pictures remind me of home <3
ReplyDeletethat is so lovely ♥
Deletequé lindo plan toi, sobre todo recordar a los bichitos de luz....
ReplyDeleteextraño tanto a los bichitos de luz!!
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