Happy Ostara!

Daffodowndilly
by A.A. Milne
She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour: “Winter is dead.”
Categories: Knitting and Spinning
3 responses so far ↓
Julie // March 20, 2009 at 1:03 pm |
I love that poem! Mine are loaded with buds, I can’t wait to see their cheery faces.
Cindy // March 21, 2009 at 8:03 pm |
My favorite spring song:
Spring is here said the bumble bee.
How do you know asked the old oak tree.
I just saw a daffodil,
Dancing with a fairy on a windy hill.
Happy spring! Drink golden wine!
Vicki // March 24, 2009 at 4:34 pm |
Your studio looks great! What floor are you on??? I work at Hub Mills a few Saturdays a month. I’m not sure I’ll be there the first Saturday for open studios.