Corinna's Going a-Maying ( Read more... )

Every year in the Spring, I go into the woods alone, and recite aloud from memory something I consider my ultimate spring hymn -- a slightly modified, re-arranged, abridged version of Swinburne's poem, the Chorus from "Atalanta in Calydon". (Apologies, Algy, for re-scultping your poem a bit.)

Swinburne's poetry tastes good when you speak it. And ( Read more... )

Ripe strawberries, ripe...

Mmmmm.

(jealous?)

It's our first spring at our new home, and this street is planted with dozens of Bradford pear trees. They are starting to bloom.


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Just finished a 13.5 hour workday today, with one 1/2 hour break. ::collapses:: Eating dinner at 2:00 am, then going to bed. I have no whiskey. ::cries ( Read more... )

Meant to write this before, but haven't had time.

On April 3, a beautiful day, we went to the Cincinnati Nature Center. ( pictures behind the cut )

Even spam can have moments of beauty, I guess. I just got a spam email (for some overseas pharmacy thing) whose pleasant subject line was "the festal springfall."

Happy Spring to all!


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