...the little wild daisies flowering again....
"Daisies are our silver,
Buttercups our gold:
this is all the treasure
we can have or hold.
Raindrops are our diamonds
and the morning dew;
While for shining sapphires
we've the speedwell blue.
These shall be our emeralds
leaves so new and green."
We have had some welcome rain, but it hasn't quite known when to stop. At the weekend we also had snow on the lawn and looking back at my blog I see we had some around the same time last year.
Spring weather so unpredictable! I have enjoyed it as had another unexpected trip and stay in hospital with yet more surgery, coming home to the garden and nature makes it so exciting and I see everything through fresh eyes.
the sweet, delicate perfume of Migonette , daphne and the pretty blue of forget-me- nots .
The balmy fragrance of the wisteria has wafted down the verandah and drifted its sweet scent inside on the warmer days.
There has been a lot of very industrious nest building continuing in the garden....up the path to the front door,
a thrush has built a nest in the clematis on the left, sparrows have nests in the climbing hydrangea under the kitchen window, a blackbird has a nest in the viburnum on the right.....
one egg so far.
I love birds eggs.
I have finished the sneaky creature cross stitches for the girls and had them framed. A few years ago the man of the house gave me a beautiful X-stitch kit designed by Marjolein Bastin, I worked on it for many hours but hadn't got round to having it framed, It came back this week and I am really happy with it....now where to hang it....it's actually quite big......
it encompasses so many of the natural things I love...
...fungi, nuts and oh how I wish we had wee squirrels in NZ!
And Bees ...there have been lots of big Bumblebees sleeping on the wisteria absolutely sated by the nectar or the fragrance.....
Of course some picking for the house went on this week,
aren't the crisp greens, whites and blues of spring entrancing!!!
May the best hour of the day be yours.
May luck go with you from hill to sea.
May you stand against the prevailing wind.
May no forest intimidate you.
May you look out from your own eyes,
May near and far attend you.
May you bathe in the suns rays.
May you have milk, cream, substance.
May your actions be effective.
May your thoughts be affective.
May you will both the wild and the mild.
May you sing the lark from the sky.
May you place yourself in circumstance.
May you be surrounded by goldfinches.
May you pause among alders.
May your desire be infinite.
May what you touch be touched.
May the company be less for your leaving.
May you walk alone beneath the stars.
May your embers still glow in the morning.