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Today we raked the garden. We began to rebuild broken fences and make plans to restore the beauty of the garden for the summer. I noticed small buds on most of the trees and primroses are blooming once again. The Carmellas are in full flower, heavy with petals and color. I am so sad to have lost my boundary trees. A fence will have to do. Still look at the crocuses again. How beautiful.
…Thus in each flower and simple bell,
That in our path untrodden lie,
Are sweet rememberances who tell
How fast the winged moments fly.
Time will steal on with ceaseless pace,
Yet lose we not the fleeting hours,
Who still their fairy footsteps trace,
As light they dance among the flowers.
~Charlotte Turner Smith (1749-1806), “The Horologe of the Fields” Addressed to a Young Lady, on seeing at the House of an Acquaintance a magnificent French Timepiece, published 1807
Church in Chateauneuf du Faou
“Tronjoly” – the local manor house in Gourin
Camera Catches - Photography 
Reblogged this on Children Of Light. and commented:
After the Storms..
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such rich purples in the crocus petals eve, just beautiful closeups.
the crocus bloom when they finally arrive allow me to hope….
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THANKS FOR THE COMMENT. I AM A BIT SAD OVER THIS BLOG. IT HAS NOT DONE AS WELL AS I HOPED.. I SEE MANY PHOTO BLOGS – DO SO WELL. OH WELL! – AND THEY ARE LOTS OF WORK.. SMILE.
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