The woods
wake. Sounds betray
its secrets. Rustling leaves
make one start – could it be snakes or
chipmunks?
The wind
teases the trees,
still budding. Birds warble
from the treetops. If I could only
linger.
Footfalls
echo on the
sylvan grounds. The whisper
of butterflies on air held all
spellbound.
The photos were taken when I visited our (almost in the) neighborhood forest reserve two Sundays ago. The leaves and the blossoms were mostly still buds.
MY WALL 
Amazing shots! I like your poems about the nature too.
Thanks for the kind words, Ilka. 🙂
Amazing spring post.
These are amazing spring shots, Imelda. And you actually saw a…snake? Lovely variety of photos and great composition. It looks like the sun was out as well 🙂 I really like the world ‘spellbound’ in your poem. It’ a wonderful feeling, to be spellbound and be captivated and in awe of the beauty that is around us 🙂 Hope you get to go out again for a nice walk soon. Take care.
Yes, it was one sunny day when I had this walk. I think it was the first sunny day we had in a long while and it was exhilarating to be able to walk on my own and linger where I wanted to linger. Normally, I walk with my family and it is hard to focus on things when children demand so much attention. It felt like a short vacation and all the sights and sound were refreshing.
You capture so well the wonder of early spring in words and images, Imelda!
Oh, thank you so much, Sandy. 🙂
My pleasure! I so enjoyed your post.
Lovely words and photos! 😎
How wonderful:) I love the snake and the chipmunk. Adorable.
Beautiful shots 💟 great work😃