"I'm going to speak my mind because I have nothing to lose."--S.I. Hayakawa

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Scents of Spring

I sleep tonight on sun-dried sheets, my dreams intoxicated by the scent

Of wild waters loosed from icy grip,

Of mountains shed of snow-white duvets,

Of birch trees red with running sap,

Of infant leaves curled 'gainst night chill.

And while I sleep on scented sheets, the land slowly awakens.


  1. Wow, Gully, that's a seriously exquisite piece of writing – absolutely delightful.

  2. Way to go, Gully. Your photos and narrative are splendid.

  3. Beautiful. What a wonderful time of the year :) The world awakening after a long, cold winter is such a joy to watch.

  4. That photo of sunrise on snow-covered mountains is really something.