For winter’s rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
By Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837–1909)
Atalanta in Calydon (1865)
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Photo: 4pm 31st May 2014 . Stourbridge . England
Algernon Charles appears to have invited himself for a fresh strawberry tea this late afternoon. After a week of concrete grey air, the UK Spring is, this evening, allowed a precious ration of clear sky, sunlight and colour.
6.30pm, and the English atmosphere has joy at last, heaven above is Wedgwood blue. Celebrations. June tomorrow.
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