|FIRST PORCH BASKETS ARE UP|
|FIRST HUMINGBIRD OF SPRING ARRIVED TODAY(Google pohoto)|
|LAST FORSYTHIA BLOSSOMS AND LAST DAFFODILS|
This has been a very late but long spring, first proclaimed by the daffodils which have lasted a full month but are about over, followed by the tulips that will go with the first warm days. But there are always more firsts to usher in the latter stages of spring, such as putting up the porch baskets, and of course the arrival of the male hummingbirds.
I saw my first hummingbird of the year yesterday afternoon, flitting around one of the geranium baskets. He almost bumped my nose, and he was either twittering, or his teeth were chattering.
I don't know if I have ever been quick enough to take a photo of a hummingbird. I sure couldn't find one in my digital archives, thus the Google photo.
The boys are exactly a week late, their usual arrival in Bayfield is the 15th of May, and is just as predictable as the return of the swallows to the California mission of San Juan Capistrano, . Perhaps they arrived on time and I missed them, but I doubt it.
A PRAYER TO GOD IN SPRING
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil.