Spring and Snow
Another snow day and we are expecting 12-18 inches (!) yet tomorrow is the official start of spring. Maine weather certainly keeps you on your toes. It is hard to believe that there about 100 days until our girls arrive at camp; the ice will be gone, the grass will be green, shutters will be off the buildings and all will be ready for our new summer season.
In in hopes of Spring, I share with you one of my favorite poems. I hope for daffodils peeking through the ground soon.
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.