My North - A March Glee

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A March Glee

I hear the wild geese honking

From out the misty night,—

A sound of moving armies

On-sweeping in their might;

The river ice is drifting

Beneath their northward flight.

I hear the bluebird plaintive

From out the morning sky,

Or see his wings a-twinkle

That with the azure vie;

No other bird more welcome,

No more prophetic cry.

I hear the sparrow's ditty

Anear my study door;

A simple song of gladness

That winter days are o'er

My heart is singing with him,

I love him more and more.

I hear the starling fluting

His liquid "O-ka-lee;"

I hear the downy drumming,

His vernal reveillé;

From out the maple orchard

The nuthatch calls to me.

Oh, spring is surely coming.

Her couriers fill the air;

Each morn are new arrivals,

Each night her ways prepare;

I scent her fragrant garments,

Her foot is on the stair.

by John Burroughs



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Southern Corners 12 - Fuerteventura

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Feelings are much like waves. We can't stop them from coming but we can choose which one to surf.

Jonatan Martesson

Fuerteventura is a well-known paradise for surfers with a good wind, deep blue sea, and endless white beaches. Sure, we all must #stayathome but dreaming is allowed, isn't it!!!

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Der Garten erwacht

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Frühling übers Jahr

Das Beet, schon lockert

Sich's in die Höh',

Da wanken Glöckchen

So weiß wie Schnee;

Safran entfaltet

Gewalt'ge Glut,

Smaragden keimt es

und keimt wie Blut.

Primeln stolzieren

So naseweis,

Schalkhafte Veilchen,

Versteckt mit Fleiß;

Was auch noch alles

Da regt und webt,

Genug, der Frühling

Er wirkt und lebt.

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Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 1749 - 1832

Blitzeblauer Märzhimmel und strahlender Sonnenschein wollen genossen werden, um all dem Unbill, wie Coronavirus, Hochwasser etc. um uns herum etwas äußerst kräftig Positives entgegenzusetzen. So wünsche ich euch allen, dass ihr dieses Märzwochenende genießen könnt.
Achtet auf euch und seid aufs Herzlichste gegrüßt von


isabella 




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Sheep at Sylt - My North

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Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep,

And can't tell where to find them;

Leave them alone, and they'll come home,

And bring their tails behind them.

Little Bo-peep fell fast asleep,

And dreamed she heard them bleating;

But when she awoke, she found it a joke,

For they were still a-fleeting.

Then up she took her little crook,

Determined for to find them;

She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,

For they'd left their tails behind them!

It happened one day, as Bo-peep did stray,

Unto a meadow hard by,

There she espied their tails side by side,

All hung on a tree to dry.

She heaved a sigh, and wiped her eye,

And over the hillocks she raced;

And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should,

That each tail should be properly placed.

- Unknown 

All photos are taken during a wonderful break at the lovely island Sylt, North Germany close to Denmark in March 2018. Everywhere on the island the sheep run free and it's so beautiful to watch them living in this natural way.

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