“If thou of fortune be bereft, and in thy store there be but left two loaves, sell one, and with the
dole, buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.
And so, today I did.
This little poem has
been attributed to everyone from Saadi to Mohamed to Whittier and several
people in between, but I don't care who first wrote it down. The first
time I walk past a display of purple hyacinths the scent stops me in my
tracks. No one thing says spring to me like the scent of hyacinths. Even
though we have a lot of winter left, it is close to Valentine's Day and I can
be grateful these are on the shelves. Sometimes it is such a little thing
that makes our day.
That's a gorgeous plant and the pot you have it in is also beautiful!
ReplyDeletebeautiful.....just a hint of Spring to stop you in your tracks.
ReplyDeleteWhat a pretty pot Denise! And I absolutely agree; the small things in life are great!
ReplyDeleteOh, the scent--that scent! I LOVE it :)
ReplyDeleteI love them always looking so elegant. Bulbs always speak spring to me. Hope you not getting all that snow I see on the news today.
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