Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Forsythia - re-post


Shawled in morning fog,
The distant mountain sleeps -- no
Shout disturbs its peace.


The shoots of the forsythia, thick with yellow flowers, are like fireworks exploding, spiralling outwards in joyous abandon.

It seems to me that the sight of all that golden glory should rightfully be accompanied by glad shouts -- something like the verse from Job --"The morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy."



13 comments:

Martin H. said...

Wonderful images, both photographic and philosophic.

Desiree said...

Beautiful words and photographic images, Vicki! What a joy it is to visit your blog :)

Kristen Haskell said...

Forsythias - my personal marker of hope and renewal. First signs of springs arrival always bring a big smile to my face. I adore this gorgeous shout for joy plant.

Alan Burnett said...

Yes there is something almost outrageous about that mass of yellow : it's as if the pigment factory was on overtime.

Brian Miller said...

nice. it is beautiful for sure and i like the job ref, it surely fits...

Deanna said...

Amen!

Merisi said...

Beautiful words and gorgeous images!

Forsythia around here is all over town these days, as are cherry blossoms.

lines n shades said...

wonderful... a beautiful yellow :)

NCmountainwoman said...

Just beautiful! Photographs and words...just beautiful.

tipper said...

Lovely photos. I swear I think the Forsythia is prettier and brighter this year than I've ever seen it before.

(loved the april fools day post)

Marilyn said...

Very beautiful images and words. We should all shout for joy at the beauty spring brings.

Tess Kincaid said...

Just like liquid sunshine. Ours haven't bloomed yet...but soon!

dana said...

Through the years, all us kids had our childhood photos taken in front of mom's forsythia bush. By the time we had our graduation photos taken in front of the same bush, it was taller than we were.