I wander’d lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretch’d in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: – A poet could not but be gay In such a jocund company! I gazed – and gazed – but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought.
For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills And dances with the daffodils.
Well at least as far as the flowers are concerned. Technically, it’s not supposed to be Spring until Friday 20th March.
The skies were a steely grey and the gusts of wind made it difficult to capture the plants.
The soft pink and white flowers of Helleborus Emmaswaying in the wind.
In the 14th Century, the term ‘springing time’ was used instead of the old English ‘Lent’ or ‘Lenten’. This was referring to plants springing from the ground. It then became ‘spring-time’ and by the 16th Century was shortened to ‘spring.’
If you were to stand on the equator during either the spring (or fall equinox), you would see the sun pass directly over the top of your head.
Persephone was the Greek goddess of spring. She spent winters as Queen of the Underworld but returned in spring to preside over rebirth.
Corkscrew hazel with catkins.Soon Winter will be a distant memory …
It feels like it has been raining continuously here since September – what with work commitments and poor weather coinciding with weekends, I have hardly been out ‘in the field’ with my camera gear. So instead, I have been plodding through all the photos I took in those glorious Summer months, when I was too busy taking photos to edit the NEFs.
Here are some more unusual images which I took – with a bit of added Photoshop. The focus of most of these pictures was on plant structure.
Yesterday, was one of those blustery days with occasional showers, but when the sun appeared from behind the grey clouds, the light was perfect to capture those Autumnal colours.
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree. I shall smile when wreaths of snow Blossom where the rose should grow; I shall sing when night’s decay Ushers in a drearier day.
By Emily Bronte
Golden light reflecting off the ferns.
Tangerine orange leaves.
When the light hit these seed heads, they glowed like little lanterns.
Over the last few days, I have noticed the leaves on some of the trees beginning to turn from green to orange. The garden is no longer in full flow and the windows are beginning to mist up early morning.
I have had a bit of a photography break over the Summer (apart from some photos taken on a trip to Europe). I love Autumn and went out with my camera for an hour this afternoon to capture some of the early changes.