I Still Say, Shoot For The Moon; You Might Get There. Buzz Aldrin Yep, I Couldnt Resist, I Shot The Moon..and

I still say, ‘Shoot for the moon; you might get there.’ Buzz Aldrin Yep, I couldn’t resist, I shot the moon…..and it was positively magical, storybook even……highly recommended;-)….Bon Vendredi, mes amis!

By reading the scriptures I am so renewed that all nature seems renewed around me and with me. The sky seems to be a pure, a cooler blue, the trees a deeper green. The whole world is charged with the glory of God and I feel fire and music under my feet. Thomas Merton After a drizzly start, nary a cloud in the sky….loving the gazebo, this gorgeous pre spring day & reading…..ahhh reading……well said, Mr Merton, well said……Bon Mercredi, mes amis! :-)

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. William Wordsworth, I Wander’d Lonely as a Cloud. I’m completely enchanted with the bouquet on my table…..spring & cheer & new, abundant life…….Well said, Wordsworth, well said……Bon Dimanche, mes amis!

When he decides he wants to be cuddly, bedhead & all, and he deposits himself on my lap and we have “coffee time” and chat about anything & everything & just hang……I treasure those up in my heart…soul food, indeed…..Bon Mardi, mes amis!

Tea & sympathy & hope…..always hope…..Bon Lundi, mes amis!

Is the spring coming?" he said. "What is it like?"... "It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine... Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden Lemon-asparagus soup with a dollop of crème fraîche......it was the perfect spring comfort food, while the "rain fell on the sunshine".........Bon Samedi, mes amis!! #seassons52 #yummmmm