Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,I hope you enjoy the pictures of Spring here, wherever you are in the world!
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And ’tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
Wednesday, 15 October 2008
Spring has come!
Spring now. In the back yard the peach and apricot flowers are blossoming, and the sun's daily path is approaching the zenith again. The familiar sound of bees buzzing can be heard whenever you step out the door, and butterflies are floating everywhere on the warm breeze. As Wordsworth says in his "Lines written in early Spring":