Some delightful crocuses, newly planted last Autumn, have started to appear. They are supposed to be fragrant so I’ll let you know as more appear and open up.
The white cyclamen please me greatly.
i just love the poem for today from my book, A Poet for Every Day of the Year. it is called “On the Birth of a Son”
On the Birth of a Son
BY SU TUNG-POTRANSLATED BY ARTHUR WALEYFamilies when a child is bornHope it will turn out intelligent.I, through intelligenceHaving wrecked my whole life,Only hope that the baby will proveIgnorant and stupid.Then he’ll be happy all his daysAnd grow into a cabinet minister.
