I'm not sure how I came across the poem A Prayer In Spring by Robert Frost but I felt it totally captured the scenes that abound in Traverse City and the surrounding areas this time of year. I was compelled to capture a few images that I feel depict what he talks about:
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today; And give us not to think so far away As the uncertain harvest; keep us here All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white, Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night; And make us happy in the happy bees, The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird That suddenly above the bees is heard, The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill, And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love, To which it is reserved for God above To sanctify to what far ends he will, But which it only needs that we fulfill.
Photos by Cory Weber of Weber Photography