Spring has burst forth
In an outburst of molten gold;
The ice melts
In shades of blue;
And petals offer up
Bouquets of purple.
Oh, how I love the colours of spring!
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The snow is melting and the light is changing —
But who says that winter is without its own bright light?
When it is cold with hoar frost
Lying thick on the branches
And, with the sun shining,
The cold can be just as dazzling.
(Photos taken in February.)
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The snow is gradually melting away —
But only last week, it lay thick in the fields
Below a blue canopy of silk.
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A fiery dragon
Swept across the sky —
A purple haze.
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Get your camera and two dogs
And walk down to the lake.
Admire the sunset with boats.
Turn away for a few seconds,
Allowing your furry friends to get into the photo.
Then click to get a sweet photobomb.
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Spring in Sweden is often a time
Of surprise snow, minus temperatures and hard frosts.
It might not be the kind of spring we want —
But it is beautiful anyway.
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As the temperatures drop,
The colours in the sky intensify.
When the ice reflects back
The perfection of a pink and lilac dawn,
You know you’re lucky enough
To be enjoying a slice of heaven.
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This is a tale of an early morning walk —
When the light of dawn turned reeds into glittery beauties.
A dog (Simmie) ran joyously out of the lake
Sprinkling water everywhere.
Later on, when he shook to dry himself,
Rainbow jewels of water flew into the air.
We met some sheep with yellow earrings;
They said, “Here’s looking at ewe!”
(Sorry about the baa-d joke.)
On the way home, we breathed in the beauty
Of autumn tints reflected.
(All those fallen trees are the work of the beavers who live by the shore.)
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The kids spent most of their time
In Ericeira, Portugal, surfing.
Some days, the waves
Were big and foamy and fun.
Some days, the lessons took place
Just as the sun was setting
And it looked as if the surfers
Were gliding on gilded waves.
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The small bus chugs up the winding roads of Sintra —
And then after a steep uphill climb on foot,
You gasp when you finally glimpse the fairytale outline
Of Pena Palace:
A beautiful example of 19th century
Gorgeous tiles and lemon walls
Are a breathtaking reminder
Of how amazing the human imagination
Coupled with architecture can be.
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