Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And 'tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes
The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure: -
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.
The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.
Henry Wadsworth's words remind us of the pleasures in springtime and I enjoyed many of them yesterday when I went to get groceries. It's not a task I usually enjoy, but it was such a glorious spring day that I couldn't complain. I took my time especially when I was outside. The blooming flowering pear trees on the roadsides in Lakewood were absolutely magnificent. The birds twittered as they flew from tree to tree and occasionally one sang a brief melody. When I stopped for an hour to eat and read my book, I enjoyed the springtime picture just outside the restaurant.
That day was not the only day I enjoyed the outdoor world recently. On another one I saw either flowering pear trees or some other flowering trees on either side of downtown Main Street in Westfield. There were also flowers in bloom in the park and area where the statues of Abraham Lincoln and the little girl who suggested he would look better with a beard.
Not to be undone, there are spring decorations on the downtown Main Street in Sherman and flowers in many of the yards. I have tulips, primroses and a spice bush in full bloom on our lawn and violets by the backyard fence. On recent days it's been lovely to have breakfast on our back porch and smell the fragrance of the spice bush and watch the many avian friends at the feeders and on the ground. I think they are as happy as I am with spring.
Thinking of birds, gardens, flowers and other special things that take place in our outdoor world reminds me of how I got such an interest in such things. I know it began when I was a young child. I remember how my mom always had a border of flowering shrubs such as lilacs, forsythia, honeysuckles, old fashioned roses and more. She also had gardens with a variety of flowers, daffodils, jonquils and other types of flowers scattered around the yard and nearby. I have fond memories of her working in her flowers and also in the large vegetable garden. We had a patch of red raspberries, a prune tree and two orchards filled with a variety of apple trees that brought a wonderful fragrance to the area when they were covered with pink flowers in spring.
I recall too, how there was an abundance of flowering trees in the woodland. When we kids were youngsters we often played there and mom took us for a walk there too. When I was older I still loved just walking there by my self, especially in spring and summer. There was always a creek there also and I was fond of wading in the water. I remember how thankful I always was to live on a farm.
The meadows brought still more lovely flowers to us in spring. The one near our house was filled with dandelions, buttercups, mustard, daises and more. The woodland near the house had trilliums and violets. Our horses also bring back memories to me and baby calves and goats. I loved making mud pies and the smell of the haymow. Along our dirt road there were wild roses that had the most wonderful fragrance. I would smell it in June as we walked down that road to the main one to get on the school bus.
During many of my growing up years mom made flower corsages and bouquets for weddings of relatives and special friends. She did all those flowers long before she ever opened the flower shop after we moved to Sherman.
It's no wonder that I have enjoyed flowers, gardens, birds and the out-of-doors. After we were married mom gave me many plants and shrubs from her gardens and I cherish them today. I'm sure that she got some of hers from my grandmother Wright in the early years of her marriage and no doubt from other friends because money was scarce especially during the great depression prior to my birth.
I'm sure I didn't always like some things mom made us do in those long ago years, just as other kids sometimes did. But she taught me by her example and teaching many things that I'm extremely thankful for today. Yes, she was a very talented lady and many of her accomplishments were self taught and others learned from her parents. One more thing that mom always talked about was how all of the outdoor things that we loved so much were created by God and I saw her love for Him throughout her life. What a privilege it is to have had a Godly mom and dad.