This morning
when I look out even though the calendar reads
April 7th
yesterday’s visions of spring
have suddenly all been blanketed
in white
a rather raucous wind is
whipping up a frenzy
in the garden
while we wait for the coffee to perk
my husband points my attentions
to the little cottage
where the garden fairies reside
and as to an earlier post (*to beautifully begin …) has been found and returned to its proper place
on this very blustery morning
seems the girls have acquired a sentry
as to not let their little cottage go wandering again
he sits, not in a threatening manner
as this is not in his nature
but instead, peacefully still
with his head bowed low
unbothered
while the wind ruffles his feathers
attempting to disrupt his peaceful state
yet still, he sits
in quiet strength and beautiful
peace
While I sit quietly reading by the window,
I gaze out
as always I search
for early risers
caught up
it is here again, I pause in gratitude
behold the silent strength and great beauty of the mighty scilla
tiny as she is
she bows her head gently
under the weight of
the soggy white bonnet
that sits upon her head
and spills on to her leaves
yet still she is standing rather peaceful looking
and
strong
later
the stormy looking skies change to
a glorious bright blue with billowing sails of white
and almost miraculously
yet as if on cue
the sun returns
the snow slowly disappears
and the graceful resilient
scilla
raises her beautiful blue
head
and smiles
as do I
when my husband comes to kiss me
goodbye
and there it is
Peace
Gratitude
Strength
Beauty
and
Love
these are the blessings of my day ♥