

Again the blackbird sings; the streams wake, laughing, from their winter dreams, and tremble in the April showers, the tassels of the maple flowers.
~ john greenleaf whittier
((Click on this bottom picture for a closer look. Is it me or is there a tiny bug wearing sunglasses in the lower right corner? Freaky))
~ john greenleaf whittier
((Click on this bottom picture for a closer look. Is it me or is there a tiny bug wearing sunglasses in the lower right corner? Freaky))


