Sunday, December 18, 2011

Season of light



In the right light, at the right time, everything is extraordinary. 
 ~Aaron Rose

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

despite thorniness commercialism
pushes
christmas cactus
replaces thorn
pricks with chromatic
caresses .

reminds us to be
blushingly
generous

with that most elusive
gift eyes
caressing only can
offer

in clear
site: ordinary day once

annually
blessed blossoms .

Shell Sherree said...

The pink is gorgeous. And I love lights wound through trees ~ simple but always magical.

dive said...

Perfect, Anonymous.
The chromatic caress of the Christmas cactus makes our own pitiful attempts at light seem even more soulless than they really are.
Having said that, even a curmudgeon like myself can rarely resist a grin at a lit-up fake snowman.
Wonderful photos as ever, Ms.M.

altadenahiker said...

Oh, your delicious Christmas cactus. I'm jealous to the extreme. Mine is sulking.

Ms M said...

Anon: Thank you for another blessed blossom of a poem xxoo

Shell: I just couldn't pass the chance to take photos of the light glowing through these gorgeous blossoms! I like lights in trees, too. They look magical.

Thank you, Dive. The snowman is rather endearing, isn't he?

Altadenahiker: We were given the Christmas cactus as a gift last year. This year, it has bloomed magnificently! I hope yours stops sulking soon.