“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”― W.B. Yeats
We’ve been looking for a white Camellia for some time and found one we liked today. While at the nursery, I spotted some fabulous purple hyacinths and a lovely delicate white Choisya, both beautifully scented. They are now waiting to be planted in my Suffragette Garden which I had help clearing a couple of weeks ago. 
One of my all time favourite poems is today’s poem in A Poet for Every day of the Year, edited by Allie Esiri.
He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven by W B Yeats
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
We’ve had a lovely day catching up, as we have been away, on decorating for Christmas, starting with the tree and later baking mince pies.
Our birch tree
My fairy near the top of the tree
Later I used the leftovers trimmings to top a pie for our supper.
Chicken and mushroom pie
A favourite poem popped into my head this afternoon – He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven by W. B. Yeats. I have loved it for many years and I hope you like it too.
HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
I just love the goldenness of Dandelions. They may be seen as weeds but I love their brightness.
Dandelion
The bushes and the bird feeder are very busy with Goldfinches. We have also had Chaffinches and Long Tail Tits, Robins and a Wren – all getting ready for Spring.
Two of the Goldfinches
And just because I like this poem…. another by W B Yeats
Where My Books Go
All the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread out their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
Till they come where your sad, sad heart is,
And sing to you in the night,
Beyond where the waters are moving,
Storm-darken’d or starry bright.
We have some cherry tomato plants in a hanging basket and today I noticed a couple of tiny tomatoes!
Tiny Tumbling Red Tomatoess
I have just come home from singing with The Inglehearts and the lovely Mr S greeted me with, “You look happy!” and of course I am – I have just been singing and we finished with the rousing Bella Ciao. Click here for a version for you to listen to.
Driving home I heard one of my all time favourite poems, The Cloths of Heaven by W B Yeats, being read on BBC Radio 4.
Had I the heaven’s embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light;
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
W. B. Yeats
What a beautiful way to round off the day!
1 As I came into the kitchen this morning I heard, on BBC Radio 4, one of my favourite lines of poetry – ” Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” The whole beautiful poem follows:
“Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” W. B. Yeats
2 A fabulous singing session this evening with Claire Ingleheart, the last before she goes off to London to work with Wildworks as M.D. on their new production, ‘Babel’. We ended with ‘You are my sunshine’ which seemed kind of appropriate.
The Ingleheart Singers.
3 It was delightful to drive home from singing in daylight, with lots of glimpses of the sea, for the first time for months as we are now back on British Summer Time.
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