Everywhere I look
on this beautiful sunny afternoon
I see beauty.
"Is it like this every Spring"
I say to myself
and answer my question
"of course it is."
But I truly think as we grow older
every bit of natures beauty becomes more precious....
The bumbles are busy everywhere and
When wood was installed 4 years ago
I was told the wood was treated and this would not happen :)
and this one among many others will soon bring back memories of this special family time.
Books on almost every surface in this cottage.
Every book has pieces of paper marking pages that
remind me of special words.
I open "Solitary Garden" by Elizabeth von Arnim (a favorite book)
and read what I have underlined
as I think of this one....
"It will grow I know sweeter every year, but it is too big ever to be perfect and get to look
immaculate. Nature herself is untidy and she should come first and my clipping shears
come humbly behind."
She goes on to share "sometimes when I am in a critical mood, I shake my head at the
bushes that stretch themselves across the paths, reminding me that they have not been pruned,
and the teeming plant life rejoices on the lawns free from all interference from men and hoes."
for 4 years I have tried to keep the gardens and lawn close to this cottage immaculate,
but this Spring it will be different and from this day foreword
it will be more natural
and I almost can hear all plant life saying - along with my son....