Sunday, May 22, 2016

Dandelions Remind Me . . .


                                  . . . But at my back I always hear
Time's winged chariot hurrying near;


And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity. . .

(from To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell)


5 comments:

Ms. A said...

Great shots! I can remember blowing them and watching them go sailing into the breeze.

Anonymous said...

"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may...."

Shawn Miles Bilodeau said...

But then I remember Rule The First:
Books are there to slake my thirst.

And Time Itself will cease to be
While Mind enfolds each Story.

:)

Lovely photos and quote, thank you, Vicki.

Jim Egerton said...

Oh sweet bird of youth sort of thing.

Jim Egerton said...

Oh sweet bird of youth sort of thing.