She whom I love is hard to catch and conquer

Spring 1

Spring 2

Spring 3

It seems that photographs are now coming in threefolds, cf. two previous postings.

And now that this is the third posting with three photographs of the same subject, I wonder what comes next.

I have commuted by bicycle each time this week. And it seems that the hills are getting smaller, and the wind is more and more often blowing from behind.

(Posting title is from the poem Love in the Valley by George Meredith.)