A Prayer in Spring
OH, give us pleasure in the flowers today;And give us not to think so far awayAs the uncertain harvest; keep us hereAll simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;And make us happy in the happy bees,The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting birdThat suddenly above the bees is heard,The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,To which it is reserved for God aboveTo sanctify to what far ends he will,But which it only needs that we fulfil.
HRH Elizabeth formally opened the Spring Day proceedings today.
Going for the Wolverine look.
Today was going to be a gardening day for me and a house cleaning day for The One. Sadly, we only got up at 12:30pm. I had severe heartburn in the wee hours and I was up from 3:00am to 5:30am to try and soothe the discomfort by chain-smoking, pacing and gallons of milk. That stuff would have taken the enamel off a pot.
Walking to the shops less than a kilo away after sleeping so late was agony. My back ached and a swollen knee painfully throbbed all the way there and back. I am less than a year away from the big four oh, after all. Even so, I managed to de-poop the lawn and also to sow catnip and chives in the other two plastic pots to go with the yummy basil. Those produced their first edible leaves within the last week.
Surprisingly, two of the Clivias we got from Ilze and Cas which I unpotted two weeks ago honoured us by producing joyful buds. I just can't wait to see the pretty flowers.
On Friday The One kindly freed a wild Mossie from the wire fence the builders left behind. He used side-cutters to snip the poor thing free. Maybe this was him I snapped this afternoon.
The One's beans are sprouting wonderfully.
The Clivias aren't the only flowering plants.Our pampered jasmine, planted almost a year ago, flourishes. I love the fragrance the frail flowers emit. It is the scent of Spring.
We discovered that we inadvertently planted a spekboom (porkbush) next to the rockery. A veritable pharmacy of a plant!
On this auspicious day I wish all of us a year marked by the abundance of everything good in our lives.
Written by I