I believe Elizabeth Barrettt Browning must have been talking about Cherry blossoms when she wrote this poem.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's I am gonna cut it there to save space. Plus she gets goes a little overboard. Forget her courtship with Robert Browning. Nah it was cherry blossoms I tell ya.
We took a little trip to Mt. Yaedake this weekend. I had to make sure to see them. I have mentioned in earlier posts that I am obsessed. I wasn't joking around about that. The proof my friends is in the amount of pictures I am going to post here.
OH you think it is over but nooooo I am just waiting for the other photos to load on here. While I wait I will compose a poem of my own about cherry blossoms....
On the way up there were orange trees. Or maybe tangerine trees.
There were people selling oranges or whatever they were all over. I liked that this guy was wearing a uniform. Kinda strange.
The kids poked their heads out to see the trees. There was so much traffic we were going really slow.
We had a good time and I would have written my poem but I was on itunes watching LOST.