The lilac tree is in full bloom and smells so sweet! The tree doesn't have as many blooms on it as last year but it is still beautiful. The leaves are so glossy and shine in the sun.
First rose of the year! I love roses - there are some new ones in the garden that were only planted last year so I am excited to see if they bloom this year. There are a couple of buds on each of them so I am feeling hopeful.
An iris surrounded by forget-me-nots. There is an abundance of forget-me-nots this year! Whole swathes of the garden appear to be carpeted in them.
One of my favourite Springtime poems is Lines Written in Early Spring by William Wordsworth. Given how lovely the weather is, especially viewing the sunshine through white, lacy curtains, I felt it was the ideal day to post it.
I heard a thousand blended notes
While in a grove I sat reclined;
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts,
Bring sad thoughts to mind.
To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.
Through primrose tufts in that green bower
The periwinkle trailed it's wreaths,
And tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure,
But the least motion which they made,
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.
The budding twigs spread out their fan
To catch the breezy air
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.
If this belief from Heaven be sent,
If such be Nature's holy plan
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?
I can just imagine the branches of the silver birch trying to catch the breeze!