Dogwoods

~ Spring 2005 ~

After all, I don't see why I am always asking for private, individual, selfish miracles
when every year there are miracles like white dogwood.
~Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Lead me along the leafy pathways lit
By blossom-lamps, and hung with fairy signs
That tell of hidden bowers where softly shines
The sun, and where the thrushes flute and flit.
~ Frank D. Sherman, "Poetry of Nature."

"To see a hillside white with dogwood bloom
is to know a particular ecstasy of beauty,
but to walk the gray Winter woods and
find the buds which will resurrect that beauty
in another May is to partake of continuity."
~ Hal Borland