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A baby cake full of Springtime , made for a great niece this week, crazy busy this week will try to visit one and all this evening or late tomorrow... Best wishes to all..
The historic town of Talkeetna, Alaska is located near the base of North America's tallest peak, Denali. Population of 1,237 (in recent census). Photo taken downtown on April 16, 2021.
There is a legend of a lost palace beneath the lake, caused by a cruel prince who refused to listen to a harpist about an impending flood that was to kill him and his guests in his castle. The harpist was led away by a bird to a hilltop, and the next morning there was a huge lake where the palace had been. The lake was named Llyn Tegid after the cruel prince and it is said that sometimes, the remains of the old town of Bala can still be seen in the lake today…
Bala is home to the largest natural lake in Wales
Bala Lake Wales.
On a grey, cold and colour-free late winter sunday, I found some spirit in watching photos of a long gone springtime photo walk. Isn't that a courious beautiful little flower?
"Almost every person, from childhood, has been touched by the untamed beauty of wildflowers."
Lady Bird Johnson
Lihua with Asian pear tree blossoms (Pyrus pyrifolia) in the Botanical Garden of the University of Vienna
Inspired and photoshoped from photo of talented lmaripositalinda flic.kr/p/24Y96iC
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Springtime
Victor Hugo, The whole lyre
Here are the long days, light, love, delirium!
This is the Spring! March, April with a sweet smile,
May flowery, June blazing, all the beautiful friendly months!
The poplars, asleep by the riverside,
Bow gently like great palms
The bird quivers at the far end of the calm, tepid woods
It seems that everything laughs, and that the green trees
Are joyful to be together and say verses to each other.
The day comes crowned with a fresh and tender dawn
The evening is full of love, the night, one can almost hear
Through the immense shadow and under the sacred sky,
Something happy singing in the infinity.
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Printemps
Victor Hugo, Toute la lyre
Voici donc les longs jours, lumière, amour, délire !
Voici le printemps ! mars, avril au doux sourire,
Mai fleuri, juin brûlant, tous les beaux mois amis !
Les peupliers, au bord des fleuves endormis,
Se courbent mollement comme de grandes palmes ;
L’oiseau palpite au fond des bois tièdes et calmes ;
Il semble que tout rit, et que les arbres verts
Sont joyeux d’être ensemble et se disent des vers.
Le jour naît couronné d’une aube fraîche et tendre ;
Le soir est plein d’amour ; la nuit, on croit entendre,
A travers l’ombre immense et sous le ciel béni,
Quelque chose d’heureux chanter dans l’infini.