As I have said, when fall comes, I think it is my favorite season, but in spring I have the same thought ..."What could be be better than this?!"
Being in Shakespeare's Garden, I think spring won my favor. It justified every wonderful thing ever said of springtime! The delphiniums stood tall as if to welcome us, in shades of gorgeous purple and white, and the snapdragons almost glowed in sunlight. It was magic.
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows
Quite overcanopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight.
~ William Shakespeare
What's in a name?
That which we call a rose
By any other name
Would smell as sweet.
~from Romeo and Juliet
When daisies pied and violets blue
And lady-smocks all silver-white
And cuckoo-buds of yellow hue
Do paint the meadows with delight ...
Love's Labours Lost; V, ii, 894ff
Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour and in hue
Could make me any summer's story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew;
Nor did I wonder at the lily's white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.
~Sonnet 98 by William Shakespeare
Therewith fantastic garlands did she me of
crow-flowers, nettles, daisies and long purples.
Hamlet; vii, 168f
My sister and Benjamin, reading in the garden ...
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance;
pray, love, remember: and there is pansies.
That's for thoughts.
Hope you are enjoying a gorgeous spring!
Blessings and light!