This day began with visions…of loveliness. The first vision came from the words of William Wordsworth in his sonnet “Composed upon Westminster Bridge”. Whilst London is far, far from me, the lines
“This city now doth, like a garment, wear the
The beauty of the morning; “
were a perfect description of the loveliness of my garden, bathed in morning light. Not my entire garden, really, but the focus of my second vision, the Michelia tree.http://www.wairere.co.nz/Trees_Evergreen/Michelia Yesterday, I didn’t believe the tree could look and smell any more beautiful than it did, but I was wrong. For, today, it is beyond sublime and I can scarcely take my gaze from it.
My photos don’t do the vision justice but, perhaps, they will give you the smallest glimpse of what is before my eyes…. (the captions are taken from Composed Upon Westminster Bridge)
Now, as I looked at the Michelia, all arrayed in white blossom, I began to think of a conversation I had with Annie at http://forestsogreen.wordpress.com/. She commented about the floral print dress, worn by Grandmother, in my previous post here: ” My grandmother also wore those dresses made of fabric with flowers ” said Annie. To which I replied, “Yes, Annie! Looking at the photo, I remembered so clearly those flower print dresses. My grandmother also had her flower print dress for morning when she did most of her household work and cooking and, then, in the afternoon, she wore a nicer, better flower print dress. She didn’t flop around in her pyjamas like her lazy grandaughter!!!!” And, then, from my thoughts came laughter and love because, suddenly, my beautiful Michelia became a living, visionary version of my Nana’s floral print morning dress. And, of the days, when we took our garden bouquets and imprinted them on the fabric of our daily lives; our house dresses and our aprons and our dresses for “best” .
Enough of the fanciful. Let me return to the practical. My good blogger friend at http://ordinarygood.wordpress.com/ told me that the soft fuzzy bud cover on magnolia and Michelia blooms is known as a perule. Such a pretty and perfect word for them. These last two photos are for her.