Dandelions and Daffodils
I went for a walk this afternoon. I mean a real walk. As in 15-minute miles on my usual power walking insanity 4-mile routine. Do the math. It takes an hour. And everything would have been just fine and dandy had I not looked down and almost stepped on a dandelion. What??! A dandelion!!? Something bloooooming?
This camellia bush has two different varieties of flowers on the same tree.
It always amazes me. Something went very right in the gene pool that day.
It always amazes me. Something went very right in the gene pool that day.
(taken from underneath the bush which stands about 10 feet tall and is full of blooms)Turns out Camellia is shy... It was time to roam around for awhile.....They were calling to me. I had to go.
Daffodils in the woods and under trees and beside rocks and so my socks...had to go too.
This one turned away while I took off my shoes.
And then I watched something akin to magic in the setting sun take place before my eyes. The walk would wait. God's paper thin paintbrush painted shadows in light
The dance
The dance
oh the dance of the daffodils
The dance
oh the dance of the daffodils
19 comments:
They are stunning! Beautiful shots and I'm trying to pick my favorite...
I'm thinking it must be the last one and you're right...
This might just be a holy thing!
I love Dafs =) And you are right they did make me feel better =)
Such beautiful flowers! I can't wait for the blooming to start up here... in the Great White North! They're calling for snow this weekend (Rrrgh!!).
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this is if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare
(William Henry Davies)
Shy flowers eh? I'm glad to see you had a day to commune with the nature around you. That has to give you a wonderful boost.
That's a beautiful post and very creative photography. We have snowdrops, crocuses and, just today, the first daffodils over here, just east of London.
I was on a three hour guided walk today through a local nature reserve in the Roding Valley. The River Roding eventually leads into the Thames. This is the best part of the year. I just might blog about it!
Dawn - Thank you. But YOU are the real photographer here. I just love pointing and shooting.
I do love the daffodils especially though. They smile back at me when I'm out walking!
Starr - I am glad you got a shiver of spring.....I wish they would stick around longer than they do.
Felicitas - More snow? Say it ain't so!
Cogitator - This made me smile. How lovely of you to post it here. Thank you.
Travis - You know, this afternoon I was ragged tired but walked anyway (crazy person that I am) I didn't think I'd make it through the hour but now I just feel wonderful and energized.
Bazza - You must blog it!!
This was like a slightly late birthday present. They are my flowers and the brilliant yellow always makes me feel that it is worth being alive just to see them every year.
Lovely poem.
I am sad that it has been so long since I have stopped by, especially now that I'm here. What a warm & fuzzy overcoming me...
Flowers are unfrick'nbelievable. Your words are hilarious. You're a doll.
See you again soon.
Jamie - Happy birthday AGAIN! So glad I could make you smile.
Aren't daffodils just incredible???
Chuckie! - It's GREAT to see your smiling face here again. I've missed you. Whatcha been up to?
You are welcome here anytime ya know. I need to catch up with some bloggers myself. It's been too long for some. Where does the time go?
This is a wonderful Spring post!!!
Yes, it is a holy, spiritual thing, to watch things come to life!
Spring's arrived at Blogginham eh? We're still waiting but there's hope! :)
Your majesty, Can I tempt you with Elvis?
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