19 May 2013

Dazzling Green, Missoula, Montana

"A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
He rode between the barley-sheaves,
The sun came dazzling thro’ the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
       Of bold Sir Lancelot. "
-Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809–1892).  From “The Lady of Shalott”, Part III

1 comment:

  1. I appreciate your use of quotes. The light, seeming to come from the center of the leaves is amazing. Bravissimo.


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