Biltmore House Azalea Garden |
my oldest grandson and our nephews puppy |
my youngest grandbaby |
So, with this in mind I will leave you with this poem by William Wordsworth...
Daffodils
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
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If that doesn't make you long for spring, I don't know what will!
Enjoy your day,
Tina ♡
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FEBRUARY 23, 2014 AT 10:17 AM
Tina, I'm feeling like you...this winter has already been too long for me! I used to love to have snow...well, not longer than a day or two. It's been a bit too long for me to enjoy. Yes, you do need to take that trip over to Kirkland's...let me know if you are as surprised as I was. Thanks for dropping by. Keep thinking spring!