Tuesday 2 September 2008

The eighteenth day

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Slowly, slowly Spring is seeping into the garden. The daffodils continue to bloom in yellow pops of colour. The camera allows me to capture them in an impressionistic way.

The garden's owner is kept very busy tending to it all as green and more green appears all over his property.

The red tulip is so vivid my eyes can scarcely take the colour in.

It is the bees again that capture my attention. The bee that was so laden with pollen it seemed impossible that it could fly.

Bee hum and bird song follow me wherever I walk.