It was early spring—probably the ugliest time of the year.
Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne’s House of Dreams
This quote is wrong. Here’s why:
Wild grasses.
From the same book: No sign of life was visible, save a big black crow winging his solitary way across a leaden field.
The crow wasn’t exactly co-operating with me when I took this.
Remnant from days of autumn.
A lone daffodil.
It’s not often that I argue with LM Montgomery–not on descriptions at least (there’s plenty in her books that I have problems with, mostly concerning abusive and narcissistic caregivers but that’s a topic for another day). But, as they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Some Photoblog 