Saturday, 25 April 2009

early spring in the woods



















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  1. edith25 April 2009 at 17:49

    Ultima e asa frumoasa,imi place contrstul dintre copacii negrii si florile albe..

    E atat de frumoasa primavara si plimbarile prin padure,chiar acum am venit si eu,dar am fost numai sa privesc.Atat de repede se schimba totul,florile aproape ca au trecut si frunzele sunt asa proaspete de-un verde crud...uneori ma simt de
    parca tocmai m-am nascut si umblu cu gura cascata:))))

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  2. Roxana25 April 2009 at 20:38

    da :-) si mie mi se pare ca totul trece prea repede, doua zile daca am intarziat sa ies cu aparatul si nu am mai gasit din florile pe care le ochisem inainte... pai asta e cel mai tare lucru, sa umbli tot timul cu gura cascata ca un bebe :-) imi pare rau de oamenii care au uitat asta, si din pacate sunt asa de multi.

    dar! nu e padurea asta la fel de frumoasa ca a ta - ma rog, ea e, dar nu in imaginile mele - nu mi-a iesit lumina aia de vis din ale tale, se pare ca este marca 'edith' :-)

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  3. Manuela25 April 2009 at 21:26

    The little tree valiantly blooming under a dark canopy of gnarled wood - it feels like Hope.

    I know you've said before that there's more darkness and despair in your work/blog, but I always feel in your posts - and comments - that there's yet another layer beyond that, of brightness and belief in something good. Like the little tree.

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  4. Roxana25 April 2009 at 21:30

    oh, Manu, how can i thank you for these words? no, much more, for your gaze who can see through all those layers...

    it is a heavy and dark rain here right now, half an hour after an earthquake... but my smile is blooming like the little tree, thanks to you...

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  5. babbler25 April 2009 at 22:07

    Below the trees, under the peat and logs I slide quietly. The fragrant smell of blossoms tell me that the sunshine will bring abundance and happiness, I shall nibble on this leaf until I am satsfied.

    Thank you for the thoughtful pictures, and your visit to Slug's Rest, it was an enjoyable cup of tea we had together, yes?
    Amore from your friend and poetry lover, Mrs. Slug

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  6. Roxana25 April 2009 at 22:19

    Mrs. Slug!!! :-)

    how happy i am to meet you in my woods!!! yes, the cup of tea was delicious, thank you... now i am afraid i can't offer you anything except a few sunflower seeds lost in my pockets, will they do? but if you tell me that you are happy with that small leaf and the fragrance and the fresh light in the air, then i won't worry about that any more, just join you for a little slide-walk :-)

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  7. Peter26 April 2009 at 03:50

    I used to breathe in deep the scent of green life when I entered into forest in spring time.. particulary after rain, I could enjoy the whispering orchistra of the sprouts coming, early flowers, dropping sounds of rain and the steaming soil.. fresh and glorious.. :-)

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  8. pensum26 April 2009 at 06:29

    ah... such a welcome respite while caught here in the concrete jungle known as "manhattan"...

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  9. Marion McCready27 April 2009 at 11:20

    beautiful colour, very dream-like.

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  10. Shuddho28 April 2009 at 12:27

    these woods look old and venerable, (though nodoubt constantly revived by the freshinfusions of each sring - like good traditions). Also 'lovely dark and deep' as the poem goes. Is this in romania?

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  11. Roxana28 April 2009 at 18:39

    Peter, such a beautiful description of spring woods - do you have any pictures?

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  12. Roxana28 April 2009 at 18:40

    Michael, i wonder about the magic forest, now i imagine that the spring has arrived there as well...

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  13. Roxana28 April 2009 at 18:41

    Sorlil, thank you :-) 'dream-like' is indeed how i felt during that walk...

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  14. Roxana28 April 2009 at 18:43

    zuma, what a pleasure, as always, i have missed your... if i say 'sensitivity' you will not be pleased that i neglect your wit, if is say 'wit' then what about the rest - so maybe let's settle for the very banal: i have missed your words :-)

    yes, this is Romania, 20 minutes drive from Craiova.

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  15. Ffflaneur1 May 2009 at 14:52

    how endearingly hesitant & vulnerable, yet so undaunted, this sprightly tree seems .... and yes, white is a spring colour too

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  16. Roxana3 May 2009 at 19:07

    what beautiful words you always find for me, ffflaneur: hesitant & vulnerable, yet so undaunted - my little tree... i wish i had your talent - especially for post titles, you cannot imagine how huge my envy is in this respect :-)

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  17. rajli15 May 2009 at 21:41

    Excellent series!

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