Hidden among the dead brown of winter’s remains, the jeweled chalice of a Lady’s Mantle leaf cradles a drop of water and reflects the sky for anyone who cares to bend down and look closely. Unfurling is a fierce yet subtle process. Shoots pierce tough stems and hard ground, insisting without words that life will go on . . .. . . And then shouting that belief in glorious, riotous displays that can’t be denied.Bright blue Scilla unfurl against a mighty oak tree, confident the tree’s powerful solidity only enhances their own frailty and draws the eye down to their swaying beauty.
Error: Twitter did not respond. Please wait a few minutes and refresh this page.