Like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, Eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day
As Sung by Cat Stevens
lyrics by Eleanor Farjeon
5 comments:
Beautiful!!!!
DID YOU GET A NEW LENS?????????!!!!!
I felt like strumming my guitar while reading that LMAO!
No I dug out my old original lens that came with the kit. 18-55 or something. It has really good glass, I should use it more!
Thanks! I love that song, always have!!
Nice photos!
It's amazing such diverse shots can be found within the boundarys of your 'yard'. Ok, you have a very large yard....
On another note, after you 'went-a-deer-huntin', does the phrase 'Bambi-Yoga' mean anything to you? (what a deer looks like after impact) :)
Scott in Crescent City
Oh Scottie you are such a cad! LOL! Our yard is almost 8 acres (wanna come out a drive a tractor?). Amanda told me that the deer was doing ballet as it was "Flying and spinning!"
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