Slowing Down

W. H. Davies Leisure WHAT is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare?— No time to stand beneath the boughs, And stare as long as sheep and cows: No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass: No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night: No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance: No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began? A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. It is so easy to rush through the day and miss the beauty of a tree coming into bud, a tulip about to open, a ladybird on a leaf. Each season brings a beauty of its own and I can so easily allow these moments to pass me by with a mere cursory glance. This Spring I am going to open my eyes to see and wonder and linger, sometimes I will switch to macro and marvel.... Tomorrow I am going for a morning walk with friends, camera in hand, I hope to bring you a flavour in pictures!