Days like these, looking out of the window, it's difficult to believe that it soon will be the month of May. When all things great and small will truly come alive.This budding magnolia I found the other week, at a churchyard in the middle of Stockholm. Can't help but wonder if it survived all the weatherly hardship during this past week, come rain, come hail, come snow...
The weather also seem to have a negative effect on my inspiration and budding re-born ambitions...
I just get a little done there and a little done here. But even ant-steps are steps in the right direction so I try not to let that bother me too much.
And these wise words are some of the ones I've come to treasure and live (try is all one can do) by:
To worry is like paying interest on a loan that hasn't fallen due to payment
2 comments:
That is beautiful! The weather here usually kills an magnolia blossoms, which, of course, means that I am completely enchanted by them.
I'd love to have a magnolia tree in my garden, but I'm afraid either the weather or myself and my lack of green fingers would kill it...:/ But they're so beautiful!
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