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16.07.22
“I wandered lonely as a cloud / That floats on high o'er vales and hills,”
I suppose the time, or the wifi, has come for the return of the queen and some photos from my trip to Sarlat il y a une semaine. I was delayed a day due to a strike, but ate beyond my heart’s content. Crossing one experience off my bucket list, I visited the Lascaux caves, or a shadow of them. With the James Webb photos finally here, I am in awe of what is ancient but still new. The universe is still discovering itself.
“And then my heart with pleasure fills, / And dances with the daffodils.” —William Wordsworth
And for dessert, some thought-provoking graffiti…
Philosophy quote
If I have to read one more Wordsworth poem, I'm going to set my book ablaze!
Describing animals in poems <3
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
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 Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
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 leaves 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.
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!
How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold. William Wordsworth. Found these lovely wee volunteers along our garden path this morning…..may you know the freedom to plant yourself where He knows you’ll bloom the brightest, and in that freedom know the boldness to trust & make it happen…..because THAT, beholding that, is a thing of beauty…..Bon Mercredi, mes amis!
