One of the great joys of spring in Virginia is the brief show of bluebells. Every year I wait eagerly for the few days when the bluebells peak along the river. This year I wondered if the day would ever come. It’s been so cold and gray.
Last Friday, we had an early dismissal. I was like a kid anticipating a birthday. I couldn’t concentrate on my work, so I packed up. I actually left early. It was 80 degrees, sunny, clear blue sky, and the bluebells were calling me. I couldn’t resist.
The reward was immeasurable. My eyes could hardly take it in. If the sight of such beauty were food, I would be stuffed for weeks. All I would ever need would be a little bit of blue.
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How beautiful your photo is! “If the sight of such beauty were food, I would be stuffed for weeks.” This is so true!
I love bluebells and, even though I live in Wisconsin, I transplanted some Virginia Bluebells into my garden. Even here, their cheery blue blooms will be delightful. (We have snow on the ground right now…boo…so I have to wait a while.)
I hope they can bloom soon for you! What a gift you have brought to Wisconsin!
How beautiful. I can see why you look forward to this each year.
Thanks for sharing your little bit of blue with us. They’re breathtaking!
I can see why you were anticipating the arrival of the bluebells…they’re beautiful! I love your line “If the sight of such beauty were food, I would be stuffed for weeks.” Great way to express your feelings! 🙂 ~JudyK
What beauty indeed. ” If the sight of such beauty were food, I would be stuffed for weeks. All I would ever need would be a little bit of blue.” No kidding – thanks for sharing this special slice. Lovely!