The Legend of King Arthur speaks of his return to Camloden and of bringing Spring once again to the land. I recently took my camera in hand trying to find some trace of his journey. Alas, I found no royal entourage. Instead, I saw hope in the break of an early morning snowstorm that melted by afternoon. I found magnificent architecture in the bones of trees already swelling with the hope of lush green couture. And at long last a hint of Arthur's passing here.
Eye of Glory
Sky Full of Bones
Winterhaven
Swellings
Shypie
Not-a-silly
Arthur Comes
Tender Delights
I would call this set, anticpation.
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Nicely done. But those willow buds are cheaty. Surely you people who are higher than we are would NOT beat us to the punch? The glory? Glorious. Looking for what is there is a wise and beautiful pastime. And Shypie? Unlikely, rare and delightful.
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