Friday, July 13, 2007

Summer morning


Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet,
With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun
When first on this delightful land he spreads
His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower,
Glistening with dew

~John Milton

Dew on smooth phlox and horse nettle

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5 comments:

KGMom said...

Wow--who knew Milton could be so gently poetic. I think of him with Paradise Lost and all that stuff.
Nice pics.

Mary said...

Ahhh. Blood pressure is lower here, Nina. Beautiful. Thanks.

Lynne at Hasty Brook said...

Simply lovely Nina! Have a good weekend!!

Cathy said...

Yes, yes, yes . . .

I've got a bit of dew in my latest post, but you have to read all the way to the bottom to find it :0)

Q said...

Dear Nina,
Lovely as always.
Sherry