Today it's the first day of Spring, so, this morning, I went outside in my garden to take some photos :)
I enjoy this time of the year because of its warm temperature and the flowers' blossoming. It is always a magical moment when little buds appear on spare trees,
when, on empty grasses, daisies and violets emerge from the earth (as the famous painter Claude Monet said, "I must have flowers, always and always").
I'm often busy, but I like walking around and breathing that fresh and perfumed air.
Everytime, a famous poem comes in my mind, "I wandered lonely as a cloud", written by William Wordsworth:
<<I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.>>
The romantic atmosphere, represented by the image of the man surrounded by the greatness of Nature, invades also the memories or, as Wordsworth said, the “emotions recollected in tranquillity”.
So, let's wander lonely as a cloud, while reading this poem and forgetting our troubles for a while, dancing in the enchanting breeze of Spring.
Bye for now
Yours, Silvia
