Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Passing Seasons















      And in the passing seasons, when the sun
Was set, and visible for many a mile
The cottage windows blazed through twilight gloom,
I heeded not their summons : happy time
It was indeed for all of us - for me
It was a time of rapture!

almost from The Prelude   
William Wordsworth








1 comment:

Anne Featonby said...

Isn't it amazing the different seasons we experience here? Every year I am in awe that things survive the winter....this year Spring will be a bit tough I think...with all of the devastation from the ice storm. Such is life I suppose......