Tuesday, February 23, 2010

dreaming of pale ghost mums on a dark, winter's night, said Princess Haiku



Princess Haiku slipped in and out of rain puddles all evening and fortunately arrived at the Haiku ball dressed in chrysanthemum dreams. There is no other way...

7 comments:

Marion said...

Thank you for the photos of flowers which are not blooming here, as yet. I love "cherry blossom tutus". And the pure white, ethereal magnolia does me in, Princess. Are these all blooming in your garden?

Diane said...

The flowers look like they are floating --lovely!

Squirrel of Nyack said...

i love chrysanthemum blossoms --each petal.

Cergie said...

It seems to me that I landed on another world or rather than I am swimming under the sea. Yes it is a wonderful dream and I feel myself so light.

AscenderRisesAbove said...

Isn't that just lovely; the contrasting butter yellow and ice blue; very nice. I got a chuckle out of the man in the tree below. We always have men in trees cutting down limbs for the electrical lines around here.
So glad you found me on facebook and are surfacing too.

lotusgreen said...

such lyricism

get zapped said...

So fresh looking! I love this perspective. I can smell them from here :)