Wednesday, April 2, 2008

messengers of spring

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.

from Daffodils (1804) by William Wordsworth

And to the flower
a bee is a messenger of love.
~Kahlil Gibran

The modest, lowly violet
In leaves of tender green is set;
So rich she cannot hide from view,
But covers all the bank with blue.

~ Dora Read Goodale

~photos 1 April 2008 in my yard


June said...

What lovely pictures and a perfect verse to go with them. It looks like spring has definitely arrived!

Kerri said...

Your photos are spectacular, Susan! Truly beautiful!
How lovely to see a glimpse of spring in your yard.
You have a knack for transmitting both a feeling of peace and a oneness with nature, which is one of the reasons I enjoy your posts so much :)
The poetry is just an added touch of delight.
The Wordsworth poem is one of my favorites.

Alipurr said...

love your spring flowers
i have a few daffodils, & my grape hyacinths multiplied this year, hurray!
my yard is very shady so violets don't seem to bloom much here

Gypsy Quilter said...

What are the lovely blue ones called, the ones with the bee on them?

Rick said...

Ahhhhhhhh. The smell of Spring!!

Mimi said...

Thanks for posting those beautiful photos and the poetry went perfectly.