Come, taste her tender goodness, fruit and berries bear,
Born of place and season, sweet bounty raised to share.
With life, abundant waters, fields, her perfumed hair,
As soft, the dewdrops falling, fresh, the morning air.
~ D.F.
Come, taste her tender goodness, fruit and berries bear,
Born of place and season, sweet bounty raised to share.
With life, abundant waters, fields, her perfumed hair,
As soft, the dewdrops falling, fresh, the morning air.
~ D.F.
As Always, Simply Beautiful Dan 🙂
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Thank you, Morgan! 😃
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I could be wrong Dan, but that looks like a rosemary plant? I have got one growing in a large pot and love using it in my bread making. Your words have inspired me to look for a recipe for shampoo made with rosemary. I will let you know how it goes.
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You’re spot on, it is a rosemary! Let me know how the shampoo turns out 😀
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The words and the image remind me of the cleanliness and fresh air after a rain or the crisp clean air of fall! Love!
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Oh how I do miss that lovely brisk air! Thank you for reminding me 😀
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Nice lines!
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Many thanks, Tinniam! 🙂
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Oh, this is very lovely…fine writing and beautiful images, “sweet bounty” yes!
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Thank you very much! Lovely to have you here today 😀
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Mother earth does indeed deserve all the beautiful expression we can muster… thank you for this wonderful post.
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My pleasure. Thank you very much for reading 😀
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