Daily Note
Every day, a photograph, a poem. Considering the horrible situation a block west of us on Ferry Street, I am thankful for our small hawthorn tree— a delight in the spring with its lovely, small, pink blossoms. This tree replaces one that fell over in a windstorm and the city thankfully replaced it. Trees add value and beauty to our neighborhoods— they absorb pollution and noise and provide much needed shade, even the small ones like this one.
And so, a poem.
Poetry
Small Delight
Dressed in floral pink for all of May
Sheri Edwards
Our hawthorn blooms, small delight each day.
05.16.23 137.365.23
Poetry/Photography [See-Frame-Focus]
The blooms on our Hawthorn tree.
And next to it, this cherry tree:
I wonder, if I draw a line... 