☼ Pictures from my spring garden (and bunny!), although we have leap-frogged into summer. The iris and azalea I shared last spring are not out yet ▶ http://goo.gl/sMmFU
“Now that the winter’s gone, the earth hath lost
Her snow-white robes, and now no more the frost
Candies the grass, or casts an icy cream
Upon the silver lake or crystal stream;
But the warm sun thaws the benumbed earth,
And makes it tender; gives a sacred birth
To the dead swallow; wakes in hollow tree
The drowsy cuckoo and the humble-bee.
Now do a choir of chirping minstrels bring
In triumph to the world the youthful spring.
The valleys, hills, and woods in rich array
Welcome the coming of the long’d-for May”.
– George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron (1788-1824)