Everything is greening up

Everything is Greening up

Our bit of the world is greening up.  The euphorbia is really opening out.  I opened the back door this morning to hear the birds singing their hearts out.  A beautiful early spring morning and there is definitely something in the air.  It's still raining.

17th Century Metaphysical poet Andrew Marvell wrote his long poem The Garden with lots of deep and complex layers and meanings, but I love this verse because I choose to let it describe for me the way I can lose myself in the garden.

"Meanwhile the mind, from pleasure less,
Withdraws into its happiness :
The mind, that ocean where each kind
Does straight its own resemblance find ;
Yet it creates, transcending these,
Far other worlds, and other seas ;
Annihilating all that's made
To a green thought in a green shade".

From 'The Garden' by Andrew Marvell