I was roaming about and suddenly found myself in the English countryside...compliments of Laniers Books. This is a wonderful blog. Here's how she starts Just Call Me Shepherdess:
"I love how Catherine Marshall put it:
Dreams carried around in one’s heart for years, if they are dreams that have God’s approval, have a way of suddenly materializing.
And I can definitely say that this has been a Spring of ‘sudden materialization’. So sudden I feel I’ve hardly had a chance to catch my breath before one beautiful change follows on the heels of another. Spring itself is a season of change, of course: new things stirring to life; old, spent growth disappearing under the inexorable greening of bud and leaf and blade. Here in the South our Spring flirts for a while, courting us with balmy days in mid-February and then turning a diffident shoulder of frost and gloom again till one hardly knows whether to trust in the promise of April or not. But there can be no doubt on this gentle afternoon, soft with the sweet pale haze of awakening trees and scented with apple blossoms: Spring has really arrived. And with it, a fine crop of heart’s desires."
Isn't that beautiful...?? And invigorating..?? And simply have the essence and romance of Spring pulsating and dancing all through it..?? Ahhh...I'm SO feeling it these days...I'm so dreaming it...and yearning for it! The hint and still some patience...the hint and then more patience...yet so worth the wait!
I'm longing for green...all shades, shapes, and hues of green. And I long to start honing my husbandry skills to create something like this pastoral setting....country lanes...wooly, gentle sheep...lush green pastures...
And part of those skills I hone MUST include the woodlands, too! Small vistas of bluebells nestled among the trees...
And a quaint little cottage and garden....draped in vines softening the contours...and adding their sweet fragrance suspended...hanging, wafting, drifting around the doors and windows.
Spring is for rebirth and fresh starts. It introduces and conjures up once again all those latent creative meanderings and ideals! Oh! I'm so ready! Let the new life begin! Spring...spring forth!