Showing posts with label Quince. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quince. Show all posts

5/18/07

Perfect Conditions

Spring condition in the Silver Valley have been perfect this year for flowers.
From the quince bush above...

To the purple lilacs in my backyard...

To the white lilacs in my neighbors back yard.

This spring seems to have produced perfect conditions for all the perfect flowering trees and bushes I see in the Silver Valley.

Thank you, Lord. What a special blessing.





3/29/07

#34 My Tree--Visited by Snug the Joiner

Snug: Have you the lion’s part written? Pray you, if it be, give it me; for I am slow of study.

Quince: You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring.

--William Shakespeare (1564–1616), British dramatist, poet. Snug and Quince, in A Midsummer Night’s Dream, act 1, sc. 2, l. 66-8.