9 Mar 2013

. friday things .

. my little boy's baby feet, may I never forget how sweet they are
. a chalk love note left for me, may I hold that man close
. mache seedlings finally emerge, may I delight in watching them groe
. hazelnut and raisin sourdough, may I savour the first slice
. sunshine in a vase, may I take hold of the new season
. 4 o clock play, may I always always make time for this

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  1. Such Goodness. Love.


    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.

    -William Wordsworth

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    1. Thank you dear Lu, this is one of my favourite wordsworths, may all our inward eyes store up the fragrance of natural beauty!

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  2. These are truly beautiful photos - love the depth and mood you've captured in each one.
    Ronnie xo

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  3. I love the one of R under the bed!!! I am secretly dreading when B starts crawling (any day here methinks) because I won't be able to sit down in peace again!

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