When I arrived home on the afternoon of the equinox, March 20, a big yellow gardenia bud was just on the point of opening. But I was tired and I decided to wait until the shadows were longer. I lay down to take a nap.

The next thing I knew, it was 6 o’clock and cloudy. But by then the bud had begun to make its own new light for spring. Click to enlarge.


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First follow Nature, and your judgment frame
By her just standard, which is still the same;
Unerring Nature, still divinely bright,
One clear, unchanged, and universal light,
Life, force, and beauty must to all impart,
At once the source, and end, and test of art.