Close-furled in shadow
Innermost heart will open
Growing into light
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Reblogged this on Tempest.
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Thank you for sharing, Tempest.
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Look at those delightful fairy lampshades. 🙂
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Not true bluebells, but probably as close as we will get to seeing them this year.
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Ooh, that’s a nice flower. The time lapse in the poem describes the change well.
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A little Spanish Bluebell, Hyacinthoides hispanica… very pretty as a garden plant, but it has made it into the wild, spreads easily and is taking over from our native bluebells.
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