And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Sheltered from the still chilly north wind, the bright daffodils surprised me the other morning as I headed off to work. Yet, there they were as if overnight they sprung to life, brave little souls they were tucked safe against the south wall of the house.
I think of daffodils as the first harbinger of spring. Maybe I should credit my fifth grade teacher for my love of daffodils since she required us to memorize poems, and I think that was when I first read William Wordworth’s “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud,” more commonly and appropriately called the “Daffodils.”
Today is sunny and soon less hardly plants will venture forth. I can barely wait. As the life contained in dormant seeds and bulbs begins to push its way up toward the light and warmth, so shall I.
3 comments:
and a Happy Spring to you too, Sheila. Hope you enjoy your Easter Sunday.
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A blessed Easter to you, Sheila!
Today I missed Easter services as I was sidelined by a bad cold. Luckily my predecessor took the service in Mobile. A lay person read my sermon to the congregation; I had prepared it the day before.
I think this was the first time I've missed Easter services in 40 years or more. But the 350 mile round trip, Montgomery-Mobile, would not have been possible.
Vitamin C is working! I'll be back to regular tomorrow, I hope.
"As the life contained in dormant seeds and bulbs begins to push its way up toward the light and warmth, so shall I." How very uplifting and positive...thank you for a lovely promise for the new Spring season.
I hope you had a wonderful Easter!
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