In keeping with the relaxing, reflective nature of our precious weekend time, I am inaugurating a new weekly feature called “Something Wonderful” — I hope you’ll enjoy it! To kick off each weekend, I’ll be sharing something wonderful with you — a poem, a passage, a pondering — some gathering of lovely words to uplift, intrigue, and inspire us.
Since the first day of Spring has come at last, I thought I’d begin this new venture with something fresh and flowing from a One Thousand Beautiful Things, a book my beloved mom Dorothy always adored:
March
The cock is crowing,
The stream is flowing,
The small birds twitter,
The lake doth glitter,
The green field sleeps in the sun;
The oldest and youngest
Are at work with the strongest;
The cattle are grazing.
Their heads never raising;
There are forty feeding like one!
Like an army defeated
The snow hath retreated,
And now doth fare ill
On the top of the bare hill;
The Plowboy is whooping — anon-anon:
There’s joy in the mountains;
There’s life in the fountains;
Small clouds are sailing,
Blue sky prevailing;
The rain is over and gone!
William Wordsworth
May blue skies prevail and clouds always sail above high you. I would love to hear your thoughts on this new weekly feature. Write on!
Love idea Dorothy daughter is my helpful angel
Hi Anne,
Thanks so much — so glad to hear that you like this idea. I am thrilled to be among your angels!
Love and write on, Karin
Date: Sat, 22 Mar 2014 13:55:18 +0000 To: kmja_w@hotmail.com