Rebirth

Blushed Hues
(image by rmp, that's me)

Hidden in the whispering wind  

lies a secret only trees hear;  

a message so sweet and touching,  

they dust the earth with their pink tears  

blushed hues of love, joy and rebirth.  

---

Behind the image:  My favorite part of spring is the blossoms that adorn the winter bare limbs of trees.  While in general, I do appreciate a lovely flower, there is something about their presence on trees that instills an odd sense of peace.  So, I have been finding myself, when the occasion arises, photographing these blooms.  Afterwards, I have some extra fun tweaking them with an photo editing app.  Just for the fun of it and because it is easier to show and view the images, I have begun posting them (original next to recreation) on a blog.  As the blooms slowly disappear, I'm sure I'll find other things to transform.  For now, I'll stick with the delicate hues of spring dusted trees.