I'm thinking of Robert Frost's "A Prayer for Spring" on this early April day:
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Because with the uncertainties of a New England spring, it's difficult to look beyond what blows in with the next change of weather. Thoughts of harvest are very far away on this snowy day.
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Pansies and tulips last week . . . |
Because with the uncertainties of a New England spring, it's difficult to look beyond what blows in with the next change of weather. Thoughts of harvest are very far away on this snowy day.
The same, today |
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