Come slowly, Eden!
Lips unused to thee,
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars --enters,
And is lost in balms! (Emiliy Dickinson)
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Sunday Morning Light
Roses at my kitchen window.
I bought them yesterday
at the farmers' market.
They are true survivors,
they persevered through
days of torrents of rain.
A kind farmer
brought them from Czechia,
and now they brighten
my Viennese kitchen.
May all your Sundays
be filled with light!
Beautiful roses and beautiful poem Merisi.
ReplyDeleteThe first roses in my garden are starting to bloom today. It is a Sunny Sunday and I love the quiet garden.
Hallo, Merisi!
ReplyDeleteI always watch your blog with great interest and enthusiasm.
I find your blog and the photos there just gorgeous!
Stay healthy and have beautiful summer-days!
Ein lieber Gruss für Dich!
I have such a soft spot for pink roses.
ReplyDeleteyours are lovely.
Hello,
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These are exquisite shots.
ReplyDeletesuch delicate shades of pink.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful roses / hermosas rosas..
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Speechless with the beauty...
ReplyDeleteAWESOME pale, pink, delicate roses.
ReplyDeleteUmmmmmm....I can smell them and feel their satin petals.
Loved it!
Gorgeous roses and I LOVE Emily Dickinson! Hope you've been well, Merisi...I haven't been able to visit in a while!
ReplyDeleteThese are all beautiful!
ReplyDeleteRoses with the skin of babies. Fresh and new roses. So lovely!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteSuch perfect, pink confections! My roses, while smelling heavenly, have all looked a little ragged this summer. These are wonderful...
ReplyDeleteHope your Sunday was also lovely.
Why do these roses make me think of peaches-and-cream complectioned princesses with sunlight in their golden hair, breathlessly running across a meadow towards thir prince...
ReplyDeleteYour roses are pure delight and magic, Merisi... I love Emily Dickinson's poetry... *SIGH*... Happy Summer Days :o)
ReplyDeleteVery lovely images! Those roses look so refined and delicate!
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Sometimes you don't see my comments because I'm always running after the too quick blogger friends (including you, of course)! And I still have a slow connection!!! ;-)
Pretty pink flowers to cheer my day. Thank you, Merisi.
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