Smiling Daffodils

Do Daffodils smile? Poets say they do. Walking on the sidewalk yesterday I came across these. I stopped and watched them rocking to and fro in the wind. I detected an expression of glee in their yellow faces, and then I saw it – they were smiling.

A Spring Stroll

We went for a walk this morning around Leybourne lakes. It was a beautiful Spring day with new growth all around us. The air was filled with the smell of blossoms and the sweet sound of birdsong. Swans, like the puffs of cloud drifting across the sky, glided through the water, effortless and timeless. This path we walked along was particularly inviting. Such an invigorating morning.

Autumn Colours

A Reflection:

The colours of Autumn are beautiful. Being the season of nature’s entry into death it never fails to amaze me how nature dies with such effusive expressions of colour. 

In the movie “Legends of the Fall” the narrator describes Tristan’s death as a “good” death. Well, it seems to me that every year nature dies a “good” death only to awaken again with another show of colour and vibrancy, that of Spring.

Wonderful how in the process of dying or awakening nature is always effusive with colour.