On the Road: Daffydills
Now that the blustery windy days of March are almost over, I thought we might enjoy a Huff and a Puff & a blow your house down story! (Do you remember who does all that huffing & puffing?)
Do you know what month comes next? It's April.
"April showers bring May flowers!" In my house, we like to welcome the rain because "April showers bring May flowers." Plants need sunshine, clean air & WATER to live. And guess what, today I noticed that the daffodils are blooming!
These yellow beauties always remind me of my grandmother, my Nona. She used to send a big boquet of daffodils to each of her daughters in April, to celebrate spring. Would you like to hear a poem about daffodils by William Wordsworth?
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.
Aren't those words just delicious! I love that about poetry. April is National Poetry Month. Maybe try writing a poem about the signs of spring you see around your neighborhood today! Or just go out & dance in the sunshine:)