Cloud Watching

 Dear Friends,

Lately we've had some gorgeous skies that have made us "ooh!" and "aah!" and grab for the camera. Last night's sky was especially amazing, and we took a walk to get to the area down the street that has the best view.

 

Of course while we walked, we noticed the beautiful display of colour being put on by the dandelions and other wildlings (some call them weeds!).

When the walk was over, our hearts were overjoyed to see the daffodils that planted last year, finally fulfilling the measure of their creation and blooming beautifully in the front yard.

 Our rose geranium has faithfully stayed alive in our kitchen window all winter, and she is finally enjoying much-needed fresh air and sunshine.It's the little things that make our hearts sing!

Love,

Marqueta

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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.

~William Wordsworth