Ah Spring….what a
beautiful day it is out today. Bright
sunshine, warm breezes rustling the budding trees. Look, by the shed, the crocus and iris are
just popping up through the soft ground.
From you have I been absent in the spring
When proud-pied April, dress’d in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing,
That heavy Saturn laugh’d and leap’d with him.
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour and in hue,
Could make me any summer’s story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew:
Nor did I wonder at the lily’s white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.
Yet seem’d it winter still, and you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play
When proud-pied April, dress’d in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing,
That heavy Saturn laugh’d and leap’d with him.
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour and in hue,
Could make me any summer’s story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew:
Nor did I wonder at the lily’s white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.
Yet seem’d it winter still, and you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play
Sonnet 98 by William Shakespeare
How I love this day – the promise of renew…..I so have missed you, my beloved
spring, truly I must be lost in a daydream – awash with your beauty…….
 MOM….MOM….MOM!
Wake up – you fell asleep and Bella
needs to go out……it’s very cold and snowing again; she probably needs her coat on….
38 days till Spring
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