Tag: Spring

Flowers & Gardens

On By dancingpalmtreesIn Flowers, Flowers and Gardens, Nature's Beauty, Spring, Springtime, Uncategorized8 Comments

 

Flowers and Gardens

Nature’s Beauty

Spring is on the Way!!

 

Spring Flowers NYC ~~ DeBorah Ann Palmer
DeBorah (Me)
Purple Flowers
Living Blooming Flowers in dead tree trunk
From death comes Life
Hot Pink Flowers
Hot Pink Flowers
Purple Flowers
Purple Flowers

 

 

 

 

 

 

Seasons | The Daily Post

On By dancingpalmtreesIn Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 New King James Version, Seasons | The Daily Post, TURN! TURN! TURN! (Lyrics) - THE BYRDS, Uncategorized15 Comments

https://hughsviewsandnews.com/2016/04/26/hughs-weekly-photo-challenge-week-23-season/#like-12023

Hugh’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Week 23 – Season

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/seasons/

PHOTO CHALLENGE

Seasons

Share an image evocative of the weather or represent the current “season of your life” in metaphor.

This week, share what the concept of Seasons means to you. With readers of all ages, backgrounds, and representation from both hemispheres, we can’t wait to see what you share.

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Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 New King James Version (NKJV)

Everything Has Its Time

3 To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven:

2 A time to be born,
    And a time to die;
A time to plant,
    And a time to pluck what is planted;
3 A time to kill,
    And a time to heal;
A time to break down,
    And a time to build up;
4 A time to weep,
    And a time to laugh;
A time to mourn,
    And a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones,
    And a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace,
    And a time to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to gain,
    And a time to lose;
A time to keep,
    And a time to throw away;
7 A time to tear,
    And a time to sew;
A time to keep silence,
    And a time to speak;
8 A time to love,
    And a time to hate;
A time of war,
    And a time of peace.

TURN! TURN! TURN! (Lyrics) – THE BYRDS

B25 Bus braving Linus snow
Linus Snow Brooklyn
Winter
Snowstorm Juno
Juno Snowstorm Bed-Stuy/Brownsville, Brooklyn

 

Spring Flowers
Spring Flowers NYC ~~ DeBorah Ann Palmer
Spring
Spring
Spring
Spring
Spring
Spring
Spring
Spring
Misty Foggy Morn in Central Park
Foggy Misty Morn

 

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Regeneration

On By dancingpalmtreesIn Arboreal, Demeter, Gaia, Hoarfrost, Jack Frost, Mother Earth, Persephone, Spring, Springtime, Winter9 Comments

Regeneration

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Winter’s harsh breath exhales into the frosty snowy past. Icy Hoarfrost gives way to billowing branches blooming with expectant buds. Whispers of newness of Life encompass Mother Earth urging upwards bursting seeds taking root sending forth shoots of glorious colored petals over willowy leafy verdant pastures beckoning formerly winter bound spirits to break forth into joyous song.

The Voice of Springtime is now heard in the land. I hear the gurgling of the babbling brook and feel a gentle breeze upon my face. Arboreal splendor dances in celebration of incoming upcoming vim, vigor and vitality. Vivaciously laughing at Jack Frost’s feeble attempts to reclaim  yearning terrain.  Cheerful, Joyful Persephone skips, leaps and jumps into her Mother Demeter eager arms.

DeBorah Ann Palmer

Sirocco

On By dancingpalmtreesIn Female Divinity, Feminine Divine, Goddess, Kinky/Nappy Hair, Mother Goose, Nature, Sacred, Spirituality

 

 

 

Canadian Snow Geese -- Rochdale Village
Canadian Snow Geese — Rochdale Village

Sirocco

Canadian Snow Geese grazing on hoarfrost pre-Spring grass

Gust filled kinky kinaps whipped by February’s foretaste of March’s bitter winds.

Whipped by winds I sink deep into muddy rivers of melting snow so lightly trod upon by winter fowl. Wishing I could remove protective shoes from freshly pedicured feet feeling cool frosty mud oozing up between bare toes.

Primordial bog clay slime squishing up between exposed toes. Reconnecting to Mother Earth. Rooted like a tree into the receptive ground. I lift my hands and arms high as branches of worship to the Great Earth Mother Goddess of the Universe.

 

Swaying in the mild Sirocco.

Snow Geese
Canadian Snow Geese