Rabbit . . . rabbit . . .

 

By artist Edith Holden 

Dare  I sit here grieving

in a dream-world of my ownm

thinking back across the years

of happiness once known.

When outside the window

on this bright and lovely day,

miracles are happening

the miracles of May;

The hawthorn in the hedges

and bluebells in the wood?

Can I now deny that life is sweet

and God is good?

~Patience Strong 

So much is happening in the garden and the countryside at the moment that I rush this way and that trying to take it all in at once.  Wall flowers . . .  Tulips . . . Lilac and Apple Blossom.  Oh that I could hold back the hands of time at this point of the year and just linger for a while . . . 

  

 

Which is the fairest month of all??? It is hard to say. Once the crystal-like beauty of Winter turns to Spring we are surrounded with many other sweet pleasures . . .  beginning with the 

Crocus and Daffodil . . . Primrose-tide  and Tuliptide begin to roll into view and are dear and sweet, but when April showers tumble away and give way to the Lilacs of May, can anything be more sweetly scented or beautiful?  I think not.  Rain wet blossom opening beneath the sun's warm kiss of May . . . 

 

Through dripping scented branches, fragrance drifts . . . thrushes call . . . God's paintbrush begins to conjure up the glory of a rainbow over all.  May brings with it so much to look forward to.  As Daffodils fade and Tulips droop, you see the Hawthorne in the hedgerow and Buttercup in the meadow.  There is no time to shed a tear as we are rushed headlong towards the arms of Summer. 

"Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer's lease hath all too short a date."

~Shakespeare  

 

The Engineer came yesterday and within a very short time my oven was back up and running again.  So happy about that.  Its been weeks and weeks of insecurity when it comes to my stove, with first one thing or another.  Here's hoping that it is finally sorted for good!  Fingers crossed! 

We started to watch the latest episode of Game of Thrones last night, but could only get about 1/3 of the way through.  Dark and intense.  I think we will have to watch it in spurts, as it is just too much to take in all at once. My heart longs for a happy ending, but am I going to get it?  Probably not  . . .  time will tell. 

 

We watched the Metropolis episode last night about London.  They left so much out.  I suppose it is impossibe to get everything in.  They included none of the Museums, which I would have thought would be really important to mention.  Nor did they mention the Tower of London, or London Bridge.  They did talk of our penchant for giving our sky scrapers cheeky names such as the "Gerkin" and "Cheese Grater."   And of course there was fish and chips and roast beef.  It was still very entertaining.  Next on the list is Paris, which I know I am going to thoroughly enjoy! 

The gulls are making a lot of noise out there this morning.  I know they have as much of a right as any bird to express themselves  . . .  but, and I don't like to be negative . . .  there is very little to like about them, really.  Noisy, greedy, aggressive . . .  we seem to be getting more and more of them all the time.  They are like the cockroaches of the sky.  I know Starlings are also greedy birds, but they have their lovely irridescent feathers to delight our eyes and then there is the murmuring  . . . 

 

When great flocks of them take to the sky to do a sort of aerial dance that it as once mesmerizing and fascinating.  I remember sitting in the car over at the Trading Estate not too far from where we live one day and watching they drift through the sky  across the way, undulating and waving as they slowly moved back and forth, creating magic in the air.  Its been called the greatest wildlife spectacle in Britain.  

Although it might not seem like it when hoards of them descend into the garden to rape and pillage your bird feeders, the actual number of Starlings has declined by over 60% in the last 50 years, which has caused them to be red-listed as a bird of high-conservation concern here in the UK. I do believe they are what we used to call Grackles back home in Canada. 

And with that I best leave you with a thought for the day . . . 

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 *You can't know,

you can only believe

or not  . . . 

~C.S. Lewis •。★★ 。* 。 

 

In The English Kitchen today . . .  Baked Fried Chicken with a Buttermilk & Chive Mash.  Todd really enjoyed this yesterday!  Leftovers today! 

 Have a great Wednesday.  Its rent paying day here so a trip into town is on the cards.  Whatever you get up to, have a beautiful day and don't forget!  

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