Wordless Wednesday: I Spy an Egg

Nearly Wordless Wednesday: In the garden

Prepared beds

Snap peas

Spinach

Rhubarb

Shelling Peas

Onions

Raspberries

Cauliflower, strawberries, more onions, lettuce and bok choi, potatoes. Sweet peas and nasturtiums.

Life is good.

Wordless Wednesday: In the Hammock

Wordless Wednesday: Ten minutes ago....

Wordless Wednesday: Spring(ish)

Joy

i thank you God for most this amazing

i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any--lifted from the no
of all nothing--human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

~e.e. cummings

For Dawn....

...and for other dear friends still longing for spring.

"Springtime's comin'," he said. "Cannot tha' smell it?"

Mary sniffed and thought she could.

"I smell something nice and fresh and damp," she said.

"That's th' good rich earth," he answered, digging away. "It's in a good humor makin' ready to grow things. It's glad when plantin' time comes. It's dull in th' winter when it's got nowt to do. In th' flower gardens out there things will be stirrin' down below in th' dark. Th' sun's warmin' 'em. You'll see bits o' green spikes stickin' out o' th' black earth after a bit."

"What will they be?" asked Mary.

"Crocuses and snowdrops an' daffydowndillys....Tha'll have to wait for 'em. They'll poke up a bit higher here, an' push out a spike more there, an' uncurl a leaf this day an' another that."

(from Chapter 7, "The Key of the Garden," The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett.)