Crocus of yellow, new and gay;
Mauve and purple, in brave array;
Like a cup of light,–
Hundreds of them are smiling up,
Each with a flame in its shining cup,
By the touch of the warm and welcome sun
Opened suddenly. Spring’s begun!
Dance then, fairies, for joy, and sing
The song of the coming again of Spring.
–The Song of the Crocus Fairies, by Cicely Mary Barker
Mama Snail is referring to this poem she used to read me as a wee hatchling:
A Comparison by John Farrar
Apple blossoms look like snow,
They’re different, though.
Snow falls softly, but it brings
Sleighs and bells, forts and fights,
But apple blossoms when they go,
White and slow,
Quiet all the orchard space,
Till the place
Hushed with falling sweetness seems
Filled with dreams.
The secret on the back:
Being that she lives for the 1910’s, ’20s and ’30s, Janet Klein has a stunning collection of postcards from the medium’s heyday, which is where she got the idea for this see-through technique which was once quite popular. I think it’s high time it came back, don’t you?
Today is Janet Klein’s birthday! So take a peek at my collection of her exquisite show announcement postcards in this post.