Sunday, May 10, 2009

The violet

Down in a green and shady bed,
A modest violet grew
Its stalk was bent, it hung its head,
As if to hide from view.

And yet it was a lovely flower,
Its colors bright and fair;
It might have graced a rosy bower,
Instead of hiding there.

Yet there it was content to bloom
In modest tints arrayed;
And there diffused its sweet perfume
Within the silent shade.

Then let me to the valley go,

This pretty flower to see,
That I may also learn to grow
In sweet humility.
- Jane Taylor

Looks like Violet is hiding again.

Just having some fun with photos taken in my spring garden

1 comment:

  1. Hello! I'm glad to see you joined us int he blogging world. I'm so excited for you. :)