“The rain to the wind said,
You push and I’ll pelt.’
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt,
And lay lodged–though not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.”
― Robert Frost
Beyond the Brush
From the right side of my brain – Visual Arts, Travel, Photography and the Written Word
Beyond the Brush 
Absolutely stunning, Lynne! The poem says it so beautifully and the image… matchless. It’s raining here today and I feel sorry for the flowers, but the ground is lapping it up. 🙂
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Thank you, Jo. We’ve had far too much rain here, floods are just receding and people looking at starting over. Happily I was unaffected but horrible for those that were.
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Doesn’t seem to be any such thing as fair distribution does there? Yes, awful to deal with poor souls.
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It’s true.
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Wonderful, it looks like a painting.
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