"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Bluebells!
In a leafy glade by Abbo's Alley creek, kernels of pastel pink, rose, blue, lavender, purple cluster, puffing, ballooning, opening, lengthening into spring. A web search turns up tantalizing descriptions. Scotswildflowerssays the Welsh call the bluebell Croeso-hof meaning "welcome summer." Paghat's Garden says they are called crawtraes, meaning crow's feet or cow's toes. The Northern Echo, a newspaper, reminds the reader that "Keats referred to them as shaded hyacinth, always sapphire queen of mid-May" and that "Tennyson said they were like the blue sky breaking up through the earth."Sky in the grass, sapphire toes, hyacinths -- bluebells ring in a beautiful Sunday.
A web search turns up tantalizing descriptions. Scotswildflowers says the Welsh call the bluebell Croeso-hof meaning "welcome summer." Paghat's Garden says they are called crawtraes, meaning crow's feet or cow's toes. The Northern Echo, a newspaper, reminds the reader that "Keats referred to them as shaded hyacinth, always sapphire queen of mid-May" and that "Tennyson said they were like the blue sky breaking up through the earth."
Sky in the grass, sapphire toes, hyacinths -- bluebells ring in a beautiful Sunday.
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