Today I walked over to our seasonal stream on the way to a sprout I found the other day...but I never got there! I stopped to take a closer look along the edge and to my surprise, I found a tiny fern! How I adore these plants, and most especially, I love to see the ones which are unfurling. I looked very carefully until, with a squeak of delight, my eyes alit upon this incredibly tiny frond which was pushing its way up just 1" off the ground, its tiny head a mere 1/4" in diameter! When I looked at my pictures, I decided that the image was a bit on the bland side, so I turned it into a texture piece and found a pretty poem to go with it! I hope you like it! :) Thanks to Brenda Starr for the lovely texture, and as always, another nod to my dear Flickr sister, Stephanie Calhoun for her inspiration to use textures in some of my images! *high five*

Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet. He is highly regarded for his realistic depictions of rural life and his command of American colloquial speech. His work frequently employed settings from rural life in New England in the early twentieth century, using them to examine complex social and philosophical themes. One of the most popular and critically respected American poets of his generation, Frost was honored frequently during his lifetime, receiving four Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry. Wikipedia: Robert Frost

Egal Bohen: "My poems are my thoughts, dreams and memories, scribbled down primarily for myself as part of a lifetimes search to find out exactly what I am, who I am, where I am, and what the hell I'm here for - but I hope also you might find something in them too, for yourself, somewhere, if you find yourself asking yourself similar questions, which I am certain you do." Egal Bohen