Lush, green beauty, not 15 minutes from home, so easily missed as we rush passed on the way to somewhere else.
I could have watched this little beauty and his siblings for hours, dashing up and down the river.
Which made me think of this beautiful poem.
Oh, to be in England
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England - now!
And after April, when May follows,
And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows
Hark! where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge
Leans to the field and scatters on the clover
Blossoms and dewdrops - at the bent spray's edge
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows
Hark! where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge
Leans to the field and scatters on the clover
Blossoms and dewdrops - at the bent spray's edge
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over,
Lest you should think he never could recapture
The first fine careless rapture!
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower, -
Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew,
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower, -
Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower!
Robert Browning (1812-1889)
8 comments:
beautiful photos! I see you have 99 followers, yay! Congrats, 100 is soon!
Now I'm lusting after riverbanks :)
What lovely, lovely photos, you have such amazing surroundings:)
Warmly
Linda
I love what you said about finding the beauty right in your own backyard.
Warm wishes, Tonya
Beautiful pictures. You are lucky to be surrounded by such great views.
What beautiful photos Denise!
I love the golden field, incredible!
Look at that weeping willow. I expect to see Rat and Mole emerge through the leaves in their boat and set out to picnic with you and little O on the bank. Maybe Toad will appear too - oh dear!
Dear mama, we have been enjoying relaxing baths and lots of lovely reading times thanks to you this week. Thank you - you always touch my heart. Have a beautiful day.
All that natural beauty - what a blessing!
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