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La saison des jonquilles

Au cœur d’une forêt de pins > « Small Town » > Nichée au Sud des Etats-Unis, Small Town = ville universitaire à caractère historique

l’hiver a plié bagage plus tôt que prévu >  le printemps s’est vite installé.

jonquilles = daffodils > breveté de leur floraison

Allah = le plus beau des créateurs a dit :

Allah said:

[ Sourate 57, Ayah 20 ]

Al-Ḥadīd – 57 : 20 Know that the life of this world is only a frolic and mummery, an ornamentation, boasting and bragging among yourselves, and lust for multiplying wealth and children. It is like rain so pleasing to the cultivator for his vegetation which sprouts and swells, and then begins to wither, and you see it turn to yellow and reduced to chaff. There is severe punishment in the Hereafter, but also forgiveness from God, and acceptance. As for the life of this world, it is no more than merchandise of vanity.

[Sourate 18, Ayat 45 – 46]

Al-Kahf – 18 : 45 Present to them the example of the life of this world so like the water We send down from the skies that mingles with the earth to nourish its vegetation, which then on the morrow turns to stubble and is blown away by the wind. God has power over everything.

Al-Kahf – 18 : 46 Wealth and children are only the gloss of this world, but good deeds that abide are better with your Lord for recompense, and better for expectation.

[Sourate 57 Ayah 21]

Al-Ḥadīd – 57 : 21 Hasten for the forgiveness of your Lord and Paradise whose expanse is as wide as that of the heavens and the earth, which has been prepared for those who believe in God and His apostles. This is the bounty of God which He bestows on whosoever He please; and the bounty of God is infinite.

Rose Du Sahel

Au cœur d’une forêt de pins se trouve « Small Town »1, la vie où je vis. Nichée au Sud des Etats-Unis, Small Town est une ville universitaire à caractère historique. Nous sommes très loin des gratte-ciels de New York, Houston, ou Chicago. Pourtant, cette ville ne cesse de m’émerveiller au fil du temps. Cette année, l’hiver a plié bagage plus tôt que prévu, et le printemps s’est vite installé.

Dans mon voisinage, un magnifique spectacle s’offre tous les matins. Il m’arrive de faire des petites balades après l’aurore. La verdure rayonne dans un bain de soleil, tandis que les oiseaux chantent et s’élancent à toute vitesse dans le ciel. On en trouve de toutes les couleurs : marron, rouges et bleus. Non loin de là se trouve aussi un cours d’eau où s’abreuvent des biches et des coyottes dans la nuit.

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Happy First Day of Spring: Spring Cleaning!

As a cheerleader (former) and mother, the WordPress Blog writer Lauren encouraged and cheered-on numerous people over the years and seems to like to bring some pep talks on the net.  She enjoys inspiring others to achieve their goals and live the life of their dreams and brings a blog as a natural extension of this, and a way for her to reach beyond her family and circle of friends.

She herself also has discovered that change can also be painful. She writes

Not only is it psychologically painful–we “give up” our comfortable routines, habits, and activities–but it can also be physically painful. {Change: It Hurts}

but in a way life is all about changes having to take place and us having to make, sometimes difficult, choices. The whispering sounds we hear in us day after day, sometimes telling about having to face a good or a bad day.

so often we want to throw in the towel and walk away when changes don’t happen quickly–especially when everything seems to be crumbling around us. {Change: Don’t Quit Before the Whistle Blows}

now with the new season announcing new life we too should try to create new life in ourselves.

In these regions where you write you from, Belgium, in our childhood, this time was taken for “Spring Cleaning“.

And why not, after the house having not aired enough and having had all the mud shoes entering the entrance of the house? Though today many who want to start start the cleanse get a gnarly headache and feel super grumpy all of a sudden.

You’re cleansing to feel better but instead you feel worse.

Hang in there. It always gets worse before it gets better.

Kate Northrup writes

We make changes because we want things to be better. But often things go to hell before they point heavenward.
The mistake is to quit when it gets worse.
Instead, we must remember that it’s always darkest before the dawn. The good stuff comes after the bad stuff has had time to clear the scene.
But we must give it that time and not give up.

It’s easier to do when cleaning out a closet than when overhauling a life.
But the same principle applies.

Keep going. Don’t worry. Have faith.

It always gets worse before it gets better.

But the better is just around the corner. {The free fam ontra port: Make a life not just a living}

With the Spring season the better for sure must come, because we shall have more light and everything shall get fresh colours.

Blog writer Lauren urges you

to take out a pen and paper–or whatever means you use to capture your thoughts–and brainstorm things you can do during these crisis moments. They pass, I assure you these moments pass, but make it easier on yourself by having your list handy so you don’t even have to think about who to call or what to do.  Already have your thinking done in the form of this list. {Change: It Hurts}

We would add to capture your thoughts and feelings also on the little screen, by your cell phone or by your camera. Looking at something from your point you are feeling that day may give a total different perspective when you would take a picture of the same subject with an other feeling.

By allowing yourself to capture the moments you witness when you are feeling bad or good, you can allow yourself to grow and you shall be able to trust yourself more having yourself allowing to capture your mood.

In a bad mood capturing pictures they shall allow you to ‘write it off’ and instead of hanging in there and stick with it you shall be able to look at it afresh and with some new energy, coming to life again, making it easier for you to get through that uncomfortable phase.

Therefore have a look at her pictures she took the first full day of spring where she lives and was greeted with about an inch of frosting-like snow that morning.


On her way to work, she noticed the daffodils are coming up + may bloom by the end of the week => spring is here to stay!

  • this time of year  > start spring cleaning our homes + yards => should also do a spring cleaning our thoughts, attitudes, and habits.
  • cleaning out closets + getting healthy =  starting exercise routines + good eating habits
  • looking at your relationships + dropping those people that don’t make you feel good about yourself.
  • to organize! Systemize! Prioritize! Categorize!
  • keeping daily meditation practice
  • putting aside time at least once each day to do some form of meditation, prayer, contemplation, devotion, rumination => put you in touch with your true self + helps you get out of yourself, put space between you +the world, +see that there is Something Bigger Out There.


Please read also:

Change: It’s Hard

Change: It Hurts

Change: It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better

Change: Don’t Quit Before the Whistle Blows



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Today is the first full day of spring (it officially arrived at 12:30am yesterday).

Where I live, we were greeted with about an inch of frosting-like snow this morning but, as I look out my window now, the warm sun has melted most of it. Also, on my way to work, I noticed the daffodils are coming up and may bloom by the end of the week. I think spring is here to stay!

I was talking to a friend this morning and he reminded me that this time of year we naturally start spring cleaning our homes and yards. He said that we should also do a spring cleaning our thoughts, attitudes, and habits.

Good idea!

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Monthly Photo Challenge: March Move

Only the last few days the daffodils are willing to show their crown. March is gone but with April just around the corner it is not bad to enjoy those March pictures and look forward to what April may offer.


  • nearby Trencrom hill > view of both coasts > Mount’s Bay = iconic St Michael’s Mount to the east + St Ives Bay > Godrevy lighthouse to the west + view north along the coast as far as Padstow on a clear day.
  • Hayle beaches and the coastline to the north
  • Porthleven > walk to the Wheal Prosper engine house
  • A sunny day in Cornwall = all the stress melting away…


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3 daffodils…

The classic “Easter flowers” coming up everywhere now Spring has still difficulty showing her face, but not able to hide the yellow announcers of Spring.



Spring playing hide and seek

Shy Beauties~

beauty for beauty

Spring-migration is on at the Holler


Paul Militaru

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I wandered lonely as a cloud

Inspired by an event on 15 April 1802, written some time between 1804 and 1807 (in 1804 by Wordsworth’s own account) the six-line stanzas where first published in 1807 and a revised version was published in 1815. This poem became commonly known as “The Daffodils

I wander’d 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 stretch’d 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.

William Wordsworth 1770–1850

  • Daffodils…summary,analysis and Sample Waec/neco Question and Answer (100) (lagosbooksclub.wordpress.com)
    He once said, “Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility”. William Wordsworth wrote Daffodils on a stormy day in spring, while walking along with his sister Dorothy near Ullswater Lake, in England. He imagined that the daffodils were dancing and invoking him to join and enjoy the breezy nature of the fields.
    The idea of remembering the beauty of nature even when not in its presence appears in several of Wordsworth’s later poems, including “Tintern Abbey,” “Ode; Intimations of Immortality,” and “The Solitary Reaper.” Even though the speaker is unable to appreciate the memory he is creating as he stands in the field, he later realizes the worth that it takes on in sad and lonely moments.
  • Featured Poem: Daffodils by William Wordsworth (thereaderonline.co.uk)
    This week’s poem, Daffodils by William Wordsworth, is a favourite amongst staff here at The Reader Organisation, and a poem regularly used in groups. Through the beautiful language of this poem, Wordsworth powerfully communicates his appreciation for the undeniably mesmerising nature of daffodils.
  • “Such a Jocund Company”: Scanning Wordsworth’s “Daffodils” (allninemuses.wordpress.com)
    One of my dear fellow Muses always appreciates it when I do a close reading of a poem, trying to open it up as I break it into its component parts. And as a teacher, this usually happens fairly naturally, both in and out of the classroom. I find that a fair bit of truth arises when I analyze in order to arrive at interpretation and, hopefully, even application.
  • And then my heart with pleasure fills, and dances, with the daffodils. (simonemesham.wordpress.com)
    So because I know you have all been anxiously wondering and eagerly anticipating an update on my flowers, and because they delight me so they truly do, a few snaps taken recently below
  • Inspired By My Mother-In-Law’s Daffodils (newfoundlandtraveller.wordpress.com)
    Yesterday I picked ten daffodils from Mrs. Mary’s garden. She has been dead over five years and the daffodils continue to inspire me every year.  Her wild roses surround the daffodils but they continue to thrive. Last night my husband and I picked the daffodils because lately I’ve enjoyed seeing flowers at the dinner table and anywhere in my house actually!
  • Deprivation is for me what daffodils were for Wordsworth. Philip Larkin . wordsworth born today in 1770. (benbenw10.wordpress.com)
    Earth has not anything to show more fair:
    Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
    A sight so touching in its majesty:
  • William Wordsworth (blog7b2.wordpress.com)
    William Wordsworth (7 April 1770 – 23 April 1850) was a major English Poet. Wordsworth’s magnum opus is generally considered to be The Prelude, a semi-auto-biographical poem of his early years which he revised and expanded a number of times.
  • Friday Poem – Upon Westminster Bridge (diaryofawonderfulgeekette.wordpress.com)
    Never did sun more beautifully steep
    In his first splendour valley, rock, or hill;
    Ne’er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
    The river glideth at his own sweet will:
    Dear God! the very houses seem asleep;
    And all that mighty heart is lying still!
  • William Wordsworth and Ledges (ellenllewellyn.wordpress.com)
    Meandering on the beach up in Maine I came upon a spot of yellow moss growing on a ledge, a patch of moss that has been expanding in a mossy way over the years that I’ve spent walking along those ledges. Though, this time a Wordsworth poem came immediately to my mind. “I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” also known as “Daffodils”.
  • Parnassian Moments 7 April: William Wordsworth (theboipoet.wordpress.com)

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Give scars, imperfections and a pristine heart



Daffodils, clouds and scented grass,

Doth make the orator a royal ass,

For love is human,

And human is dirt,

So I give to you,

Scars, imperfections and my pristine heart.

 – Pumpkin Positive

English: Daffodil of spring.

Daffodil of spring. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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