Seduce: to win over; attract

Yarn seduces me with her siren call. "Pick me! Pick me!" I am hopelessly enchanted by yarn and am delighted by the endless choices.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Spring


I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day, 
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
--Joyce Kilmer

Have a great weekend!

3 comments:

Daisy said...

Hurray for spring! I'm so glad it's finally here. Nice pictures, Susan, and I have always loved that poem. :)

Two Cables and a Frapp said...

Very nice ! Beautiful photos. Have a nice weekend yourself !

Margaret said...

Are those current pictures? It's so green there! You are lucky. We have little buds on out trees. No leaves yet, but they're coming!