Posted in Creativity, Life, Nature, Photography, Poetry, Writing, tagged daffodil, Emma C. Dowd, flowers, nature, poetry, Spring, Wonder on April 2, 2021| 18 Comments »
“A wizard must have passed this way
Since — was it only yesterday?
Then all was bare, and now, behold,
A hundred cups of living gold!”
~ Emma C. Dowd, “Daffodil and Crocus,” April 1902
Inspired by the daffodil above, my niece shared some of the lovely daffodils from her own garden, sitting pretty in a vase she rescued from a neighbor who was about to get rid of it. What a happy choice!
Posted in Inspiration, Nature, Reflections, tagged crocus, daffodil, flowers, signs of spring, snowdrops, Spring on April 3, 2014| 8 Comments »
No one would argue – at least not up this neck of the woods – that this has been a long, long winter. So when I went walking on a recent sunshiny day, I went searching for signs of life – Spring life! And here’s a small sampling of what I found.
One of two brave little wild crocus poking its head up
among the dead grass and leaves.
Bunches of daffodils were just waiting for a little more sunlight, a little more warmth. While I didn’t find any in bloom yet, there were truly “crowds of daffodils” everywhere, in people’s yards, by the river, in the midst of wilder areas I passed, ready to grace us with their golden trumpets.
Hiding and shy within the shade of an old abandoned garage, these snowdrops just pushed aside the dead leaves — I may be small, but I am mighty!
Here and there in yards that would soon have busy people raking and clearing and mulching were occasional small bunches of crocus in bloom.
“Never stop pedaling to power your dreams.” ~Terri Guillemets
You pedal, little crocus. You pedal!
Posted in Nature, Photography, tagged daffodil, flowers, magnolia, myrtle, Spring on March 27, 2012|
Despite it being March, we in the Northeast have experienced record high temperatures while other parts of the U.S. have experienced severe weather conditions never seen in their areas before.
Locally, that translated to the blossoming of flowers, trees and shrubs that would not have normally been seen for at least another month. The photos here were actually taken a week ago – I’m just getting around to posting them – and by now – March 27, it’s likely the magnolia flowers have fallen to the ground and the tree is budding. 
But the sunny daffodils continue to send new flowers and the myrtle is here to stay. (Well, here until the deer may wander down that particular street.)
Despite rising to a chilly 32˚, we’re warmed by sunshine and a clouded, rich blue sky. By afternoon, we all want to go out and play. It’s finally Spring!
“Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.” ~Rainer Maria Rilke
Still A Dreamer 