"Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date."
Oh I do love to see the hawthorn blossom in May . . . this is what I dreamt about sitting beside the warm glow of winter's fire, in the bitter and bleak days of fog and frost and snow . . .
Tis what I pictured through the steaming window panes . . . when all seemed lost . . . that warm and sunny days would never come . . . when all was cold, cold rain . . .
Lupin days . . . rainbow tinted amassed in flower bed. Blazing groups of gold and rose and red tulips dance at the gardens edge. They don't last long, but what a glorious show they put on as they frolic to and fro . . .
T'was my hearts deep longing when the sky hung with dark, grey clouds . . . this glorious May garden. Peonie and iris . . . . wildflower by the path . . .
Oh yes . . . tis this which kept me going while snoozing by the firelit hearth . . . tis what I imagined all the winter through. This golden dream I dreamed . . . and now, my dream has come true . . .
Lovely are the lanes of England when,
the hedges are in flower ...
May has waved her magic wand,
all the world
My week is busy once more. Today we have Chris and his wife coming for their supper. It will be so good to catch up with them and so remininsce about his days serving in the Chester area. Then very early tomorrow morning my friend Corine is coming to do a photo of me for my book. She is a great photographer. I am not sure my selfie will do the trick . . .
This was the most popular of them all. I think I am just used to seeing all these younger women on the jackets of books, and I look so old . . . when did that happen? It seems to have happened overnight. I blinked . . . lol Lesson learned . . . Don't blink, no matter what. Things change in the blink of an eye.
This showed up in my memories on Facebook. I did this fun little picture back in 2014. wow, that was three years ago now. Time flies when you are having fun. Apparently I am having a ball because the time is passing by like sands through the hourglass . . . and there now appears to be more sand in the bottom of the glass than the top.
Doing edits on the book. Counting down the days, it won't be long now. I have do do a short bio, and that is proving more difficult to do than the rest of the book was. It is hard to write about yourself without sounding conceited. Well, I think so at any rate.
Best be about my day . . . a thought to carry with you.
A picture one for today. Wise words. I think Maya Angelou was a very wise woman.
In The English Kitchen today . . . Pineapple Sweet and Sour Meatballs. Easy Peasy. Delicious too, but then I always say that. That's because I only ever show you the delicious stuff.
Have a great Wednesday!! Don't forget along the way . . .
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