To this delicious solitude...

How vainly men themselves amaze
To win the palm, the oak, or bays;
And their incessant labours see
Crowned from some single herb, or tree,
Whose short and narrow-verged shade
Does prudently their toils upbraid;
While all flow'rs and all trees do close
To weave their garlands of repose.

Fair Quiet, have I found thee here,
And Innocence, thy sister dear?
Mistaken long, I sought you then
In busy companies of men.
Your sacred plants, if here below,
Only among the plants will grow;
Society is all but rude
To this delicious solitude.

The Garden - Andrew Marvell
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Hopefully everyone is enjoying their 4th of July...or lazy Friday afternoon for those non-US readers...by stopping and smelling the flowers, grass, clover and all other summer-y, outdoors-y odors that lighten the heart and give you that whole "glad to be alive" feeling that you hear so much about.

 
 
 
 

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  • enc said...
    8:05 PM
    A lovely post.

    I noticed the fluffed-out dandelion in the shade right away, then I loved that you had a closeup/follow-up photo of it.

    Thanks.
  • hebden said...
    6:06 AM
    Thanks enc, glad you liked it. Hope you had a good 4th!

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