Today is Thankful Thursday. We’re also in the midst of our beginning of the month challenges. So this will be Thankful Thursday with a twist. I’m going to tell you what I’m thankful for, but there’s a challenge in it for you, too! It’s the easiest and most enjoyable challenge yet. Read on to find out!
I am SOOOOOO thankful for the beautiful weather that has finally arrived! I was in my glory yesterday. The sun was shining, it was 78 degrees, the flowers are blooming, and the trees are budding. It does my heart good. I took my camera outside to capture some of the blooms for today’s blog. It became more than just a blogging task. It became a moment to stop and smell the flowers.
I have been very focused on blogging lately. If I’m not blogging, I’m networking for the blog. If I’m not networking, I’m working my part time job. And, I still try to fit in some family time, too, of course! So, I’ve been running from one thing to another lately. It was nice to smell the flowers.
When was the last time you really studied a flower? Not just an “oh, that’s a pretty flower” look – a study of every petal and fleck of color. I’m not sure I have ever studied a flower so intensely. I like to do a lot of macro photography, so I like to get up close and personal with flowers. Still, I guess I don’t often look at them in person as much as through the lens. I could’ve stayed there all day, staring at the flowers and enjoying the warmth of the sun.
The breeze was blowing, which made it a little hard to take pictures, but it made me reflect on a poem I had to memorize in the 4th grade and still remember to this day.
“Daffodils” by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed–and gazed–but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
While enjoying the breeze blowing through the few dozen daffodils in the clump in my garden, I couldn’t help but dream of what Wordsworth’s field must’ve looked like. I wish I could see it.
I am so thankful I took the time to go outside and smell the flowers yesterday. I feel like winter is a long, lonely wandering, like in the poem. But, when spring comes, it’s as if one day, you reach the top of the hill, just as Wordsworth did. All of a sudden and out of nowhere, there’s a host of flowers in front of you. Finally!
This month, I challenge you to stop and smell the flowers. You’ll be happy you did!
- April Money Saving Challenge: Spring Clothes Shopping 101
- April Environmental Challenge: Use Native Plants