Sunday, July 31, 2011
Friday, July 29, 2011
Thursday, July 28, 2011
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
~William Wordsworth, "I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud," 1804
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
The early evening heat and lack of water convinced me that it was acceptable to walk my bike at least a few yards up a steep hill last night. There's a reason for everything, and because I'd slowed down I was able to notice two fawns in the grass. Their mother was nowhere in sight. They observed me for awhile and then apparently satisfied that I was harmless started to play little fawn games - prancing around and dancing in the meadow.
I went back today to the area where I'd seen them. Yes, they were still there - intermittently content and resting and then suddenly up and playing again. They are well developed and alert; it is evident that they are cared for - their mother must be near.....although I do wonder where she spends her days. What is she doing? Out shopping......?