Today
If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house
and unlatch the door to the canary’s cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,
a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden bursting with peonies
seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking
a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,
releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage
so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting
into this larger dome of blue and white,
well, today is just that kind of day. – Billy Collins
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Billy Collins plus your chosen photos – what a beautiful combination. Thank you Penny for this breath of a faraway season.
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You are very welcome, Juliet.
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I love this, the poem and your lovely photos to go along! I’m sending a link to Anton 🙂
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It was one of those serendipitous moments when the poem just seemed to match my recent wanderings. Thank you.
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That’s a sweet and lovely pairing of words and pictures, Penny. You started my morning out just right.
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Thank you very much, Janet – and nice to hear your day started out “just right”.
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Beautiful post, Penny. I loved all of the photos, particularly the first. Sadly, we can’t throw open our windows with 90% humidity and 80% dew points…it’s pea soup!
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Thank you, Jill. Oh, how right you are. Hot and humid here as well and the air conditioning is on. 80% dew point – YIKES.
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Your photos perfectly illustrated this perfect poem! I love when you do this. We had days like that …. in February and March ! Florida is weird that way.
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Smiling here, Sallie, with your reminder that we all get perfect days – just not at the same time.:) Thank goodness for the internet and getting perfect pictures from somewhere, but, especially where you land when we are having our worst weather here. Love it. Thank you.
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