Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-browed night,
Give me my Romeo. And when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
April 23 traditionally marks William Shakespeare’s birthday. From Romeo and Juliet, one of my favorite passages.
Making it momentary as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream.
–Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
Spring is a late arrival in Michigan this year.
Newburgh Lake, Michigan
Now entertain conjecture of a time,
When creeping murmur and the poring dark
Fills the wide vessel of the universe.
Shakespeare, Henry V
Photo Challenge: Rise/Set
Beauty itself doth of itself persuade,
The eyes of men without an orator.
The polar vortex’s companion: dazzling blue sky.
Kensington Park, Michigan