With light and heart refulgent. Then Thy sun
Shoots full perfection thro' the swelling year;
And of Thy voice in dreadful thunder speaks--
And oft at dawn, deep noon, or falling eve,
By brooks and groves, in hollow-whisp'ring gales.”—James Thomson (1700-1748), from The Seasons (1744)
I took the accompanying image recently at Englewood’s Flat Rock Brook Nature Center.
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