They danced silently

I had to share these, last month and for the last few years we have had only one or two snowdrops. Finally though, they have been joined by more and it is almost a crowd!

Close to the sod

   There can be seen

A thought of God

   In white and green.

The Snowdrop by Anna Bunston De Bary

Simple pleasures

Fragments from "Auguries of Innocence" by W. Blake

To see a World in a Grain of Sand 

And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,

Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand 
And Eternity in an hour.

Joy of nature found on my walk today - a respite from the melancholy of the news. Although written over 200 years ago Blake's words are still a mirror of the hearts of men.

Man was made for Joy and Woe;

And when this we rightly know

Thro’ the World we safely go.

Every Night and every Morn

Some to Misery are Born.

Every Morn and every Night

Some are Born to sweet delight.

Some are Born to sweet delight,

Some are Born to Endless Night.