Jane Eaton Hamilton

"I cannot and will not cut my conscience to fit this year’s fashions.” – Lillian Hellman

More plum blossoms.






Photos: copyright Jane Eaton Hamilton

I am always seeking ways to display what flowers mean to me, the happiness and hope I feel when spring arrives.  Half of these plum blossoms look like books, don’t you think?  Let’s read spring.  Let’s start on page one and go slowly, so slowly, all the way through the pages of sunshine and light.

Can’t you just imagine these 6 feet by 9 feet on a huge wall?


How could life be about anything other than blossoms?



Dizzying beauty in front of my lens today in Victoria, a city burst into an uncanny bloom.  I saw rhodos, camellias, euphorbias, lavender, quince, magnolias, forsythia, tulips, violets, crocuses, irises and cherries and plums all blooming together.  The usual bloom time for tulips is May, which I know because kids used to steal ours for Mother’s Day.  Not sure what will happen for calendar spring.  Do you know?

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