Monday, March 30, 2009

Spring Snow

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April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
So said poet and St. Louis native T. S. Elliott in the opening sentence of The Wasteland. It may not quite be April but close enough. This was the scene Sunday morning in the Missouri Botanical Garden after a wet spring snow fell overnight. The sun was out by noon and it all melted away.

WHAT I WORKED ON LAST NIGHT:
My theme day picture. I hope you are amused.

TOMORROW: zig zag.

3 comments:

Olivier said...

cela fait un beau contrasme, entre la neige et la couleur des fleurs.

Virginia said...

Nice shot of those gorgeous tulips! THEME DAY! Yikes, hope it's still Yellow or I'm sunk.
V

Sharon said...

Ahhh...the promise of spring and the last breath of winter all in one photo.