Thursday, 15 March 2012

Feathers in the Soul . . .



Oh how very fortunate are they who wake up to greet the day through cottage panes . . . looking out on distant hillsides, green fields and winding country lanes . . .



Lucky too . . . the very blessed who from their lattices view the beauty of an old and lovely tree . . . branches gnarled against the weather . . . the stories they could tell, if they had a voice to speak . . . history tucked inside it's bark and layered in it's rings . . .



Oh how very blessed is the one whose casement frames an open view . . . onto an unspoilt landscape . . . fading across and out into wide blue skies . . . the beauty of that wonderful expanse of gentle colour, warms the heart and soul . . .



I can't think of anything more perfect to wake up to . . . than a country scene through a cottage window . . . the golden sunrise bathing all in a golden light. We were thus blessed for a number of years . . . and it was so very beautiful, serene and peaceable . . .



Now we wake up to morning views of terraced houses . . . but . . . they too, have their charms . . . as do our views of the Clywdian Hills off in the distance. The golden light on their green slopes is always inspiring . . . and signals a beautiful day in the offing . . . what could be better than a day which begins with hope?

There is beauty everywhere, if one but stops to look for it . . .



"Hope" is the thing with feathers . . .
That perches in the soul . . .
And sings the tune without the words . . .
And never stops . . . at all . . .

And sweetest . . . in the Gale . . . is heard . . .
And sore must be the storm . . .
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm . . .

I've heard it in the chillest land . . .
And on the strangest Sea . . .
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb . . . of Me.
~Emily Dickinson



This is a little piece I did yesterday, which co-incidentally has to do with hope too! Wierd that! I never planned it, honest! I just realized now that I have written about hope and home and promise here this morning and there she is . . . my little tire swing girl, and hope! As usual available as a card or a print suitable for framing.

Off to the hospital early this morning for more blood tests. No worries, I am just going to see if the newest cholesterol drug they have given me is working. My tryglicerides have been up the last few times, so we are trying to get them down. Of course things like this don't help . . .



Cooking in The English Kitchen today, Gnocchi Mac & Cheese with Purple Sprouting Broccoli!

5 comments:

Sybil said...

I am blessed to wake to a loevly scene Marie....when it is not foggy like thi smorning !!...I sit here and look over at the Rec. (the recration park) with teh beautifully kept green grass that seems to change colour as the day goes by or the shadows fall on it from the tall strong trees. Lots of childern and Mum's go over the rec to school, there is a gate onto the Rec from the school...it is such a bleesing to live here in Box..
Thank you for reminding me !
Love Sybil xx

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

I woke up to the sounds of thunder this morning. Not much to be seen out yet as it is so dark out but I can hear the rain pouring down. Still and all it will be a wonderful day here. Hope your Thursday is a great one too!

Kath said...

I too like Sybil Marie look out to the greenery all around me and yes nothing nicer in my eyes.A very old flowering cherry outside my room window and around the kitchen window I have silver birch in my view rowan trees and flowering cherrries also.Still I my dream is a cottage in the country,I can dream too Marie LOL!!!Rooster being an aquarius no wonder he loves the view of the sea.So lets say I have the best of both worlds realy view wise from my paned windows.This card is my favourite.I just love it.It so reminds me of my Dear grandaughter who is 10 today.It makes me smile and so does she.How sad it is too late for her birthday.Good luck at the hospital.Have a great day today.Love to Todd and Mitsy.Take Care God Bless Kath.xx

Sheryl said...

ah...I live in the country vicariously thru you! Thank you sweet friend!

hoLLy said...

awww, i love your little tire swing girl!! she is adorable!!