Wednesday, 15 April 2015
Wednesday Wanderings . . .
The ins and outs and weavings of my mind as it wanders here and there . . . on a Wednesday morning . . .
"Every passing phase of life
brings something to remember.
April dreams, and Junetide joys
to brighten grey December.
Every changing season brings
it's own sweet consolations.
Time may fade the flowers,
but there are always compensations."
(Primroses by William Henry Hunt)
The scent of the Primrose is something which cannot be put into words . . . unassailing, it is as fresh at wet earth . . . faint and elusive, an indefinable exhalation from the very soul of the flower. Their blossoms yellow, with just the faintest tinge of green . . . almost ethereal. They gather together in small clumps . . . like shy maids huddled together in quiet and secluded places, their crinkled leaves cool to the touch . . .
It was Shakespear that wrote about their virginal quality . . . "the pale primroses, that die unmarried."
My heart delights at all of the invites we have been receiving recently for weddings of Sisters and Elders who have served as missionaries here in Chester. They know that we could not really attend their weddings, but my heart rejoices that they want to share this happiness with us . . . that they think enough of us to want to share their special day with us. I've done a special piece of work to share with them as a keepsake . . . I have already given Ariana hers and she loves it. Marriage IS a special thing, and maybe even more so today . . . when so many young people eschew it, choosing instead to live together without making a permanent comittment to each other.
It makes me smile each time we receive an invite in the post. I love these connections we have made with these beautiful young people and the opportunity which we have had to share even the tiniest bit of their lives.
Can you imagine what a different world we would live in if everyone could apply even a small portion of this to their lives??? If people were kinder, nicer, gentler . . .
By small means are great things brought to pass . . .
I do so love all of my grandchildren so very much. Little Luke is a budding artist in the April sunshine. I love his shy little smile. I love too the blueness of the sky which must be such a treat on an April day after a Winter filled with far too much snow.
Gabe is mesmerized by a Chocolate Easter Bunny . . . whereas Luke feels the need to his bunny in the nest . . . whilst he goes off to find more booty.
A difference in perception perhaps . . .
It's all good.
A wander around the garden centre yesterday while Mitzie was being buffed and puffed was such fun on a glorious sunny day. We picked up some packets of seeds to plant and Todd went to work planting them as soon as we got home . . . wild columbine, batchelor buttons, love in the mist, and a packet of a variety of wild flowers. With any luck we shall see some poppies.
We also purchased some lupins to plant out and a few succulents, with the idea in mind that once the succulents get established and spread, I can break them up and use them to create a special fairy garden.
I am looking for a large shallow bowl to form it's base.
Oh . . . I have had positive feedback from the liscensing company re the direction my work is taking so I am feeling like I am on the right path.
With blue skies and another sunny day facing us . . . we are feeling truly blessed. I will be hanging laundry out today I think. Make hay while the sun shines.
A thought to carry with you through today . . .
"If of thy mortal goods
thou art bereft,
and from they slender store two loaves
alone to thee are left,
sell one and with the dole
buy hyacinths to feed the soul."
In The English Kitchen today . . . Chocolate and Almond Glazed Jam Biscuits (Cookies).
Have a wonderful Wednesday . . . Don't forget . . .
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And I do too!