I’m in Delaware, where it’s in the 50s and raining. That being said, it’s a very pleasant 72 in my room at the Hampton Inn, newly remodeled. I’m here for a little while so I bought some lilies and a cheap vase at the grocery store. Their fragrance doesn’t stand a chance against the chemicals they use to clean this place, but I don’t really mind. There’s nowhere I’d rather be than my clean little room as the rain drizzles and pours.
That’s my hymn for today. What’s yours?
Here’s one from Billy Collins, former poet laureate of the United States, writing on another kind of spring day…
Today
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
open all the windows in the house
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,
and the garden bursting with peonies
that you felt like taking
on the living room end table,
from their snow-covered cottage
holding hands and squinting
well, today is just that kind of day.
You can find Today and other poems at poetryfoundation.org.
Canary image from pixabay.com.
May 22, 2016 at 8:28 am
Lovely poem. I’m at a Hampton Inn, too, in Boston! Rather dreary weather here as well.
May 22, 2016 at 9:08 am
But we like dreary weather, don’t we? I hope you’ve got a good melancholy book, weather appropriate. Enjoy Boston and your Hampton! Xo
May 22, 2016 at 9:01 am
That is a lovely poem! I’m not at a Hampton Inn- and it’s a gorgeous day in Nashvegas 🙂
May 22, 2016 at 9:09 am
Enjoy, Barby! And I’m so glad you liked the poem! Xo
May 22, 2016 at 9:39 am
The paperweight people’s escape cracks me up! I like the cozy description of your room… good morning for reading.
May 22, 2016 at 10:18 am
Such a good morning for reading! Xo
May 22, 2016 at 11:33 am
I love Billy Collins- thanks for sharing J!
May 22, 2016 at 12:30 pm
I do too! And sure! So nice to hear from you. Xo
May 22, 2016 at 12:53 pm
You have been to Baldwin’s Book Barn, right? I don’t think it is THAT far from you there.
http://www.bookbarn.com
May 22, 2016 at 1:06 pm
I’ve never heard of it… Thank you for the link! It looks amazing! Just googled: 40 miles away. I will for sure make a trip soon. Thank you, Gay! Xo
May 22, 2016 at 1:07 pm
Or if you prefer to embrace the rainy weather: “The sun is filled with ice and gives no warmth at all./The sky was never blue./The stars are raindrops searching for a place to fall./And I never cared for you.” — Willie Nelson
May 22, 2016 at 2:08 pm
Brilliant. Maybe better than Billy Collins. Did I just say that? Thanks Matt! Xo