Tuesday, September 13, 2011

The fields looked vast and green. Flat and boring, really. Certainly not home.

But as I looked closer, when I finally let my eyes see past their prejudice, this is what I saw...



death pregnant with hope...



spot of happiness...



spray of tears...



intimate tenderness...



ripe burst of passion.



Thank you for kissing me, mountain dear.

13 comments:

Liesl said...

Yay! You have been bowled over,smitten, by the Swiss Alps have you?

TexWisGirl said...

loved the 'death pregnant with hope' line. :) such beauty.

Changes in the wind said...

Greats quotes...great pictures.

Out on the prairie said...

We often pass by what is so lovely to stop and see. It is an attitude that opens my worl up even more to the beauty that surrounds me.It is calling me now.Lovely macro

Ben said...

Wow Allison! gorgeous shots of the flowers with lovely quotes. I have many times overlooked the many imperfections that actually make things perfect for me until I stop and look closer with open heart :)

Judy said...

Beautiful quotes and pictures as always Allison.

Nancy @ A Rural Journal said...

It may not ever be your home, but it offers many beautiful temptations to keep you there. :)

Randy said...

Wow the mountain must be a beauty!

Beatrice P. Boyd said...

Simple beauty with few words go lovely together.

Country Mouse Studio said...

lovely poetic post

Southern Lady said...

Love the wildflowers. Hope you and your family are doing well. I've been MIA lately...but I'm back! :D Carla

Teresa said...

Love these flowers...You've captured them well!

Dawn said...

LOVE the spray of tears.....a lovely mountain kiss...and hug!