A cold wind stirs the blackthorn
To burgeon and to blow,
Besprinkling half-green hedges
With flakes and sprays of snow.
Thro' coldness and thro' keenness,
Dear hearts, take comfort so:
Somewhere or other doubtless
These make the blackthorn blow.
Christina Rossetti, Verses
To burgeon and to blow,
Besprinkling half-green hedges
With flakes and sprays of snow.
Thro' coldness and thro' keenness,
Dear hearts, take comfort so:
Somewhere or other doubtless
These make the blackthorn blow.
Christina Rossetti, Verses
Somehow it looks so much prettier on your side of the world... Elsa's beauty radiates!
RépondreSupprimerthank you, dear Amelie,
RépondreSupprimeri take comfort . . .
Just fabulous!
RépondreSupprimerbeautiful photos
RépondreSupprimerbeautiful words
just finished looking
RépondreSupprimerat old amish quilts,
and here i see - elsa's
dress.
..coincidence
beautiful one