Saturday, 10 June 2017

Adieu Printemps - Weekend Reflections

We've just received photos of our French garden from our dear neighbours who keep a watchful eye over My French Folly. According to their report................

Spring is about to bid us farewell as the sun stretches high into the sky.


The promise of new life has been delivered.


Fledglings dessert their nests.


The breeze plants a warm kiss in the shadows


 Now, the sweetness of the air barely lingers.


Leaves discard their verdant, juvenile greens for more mature hues.


Nature's rhythms continue to invoke feelings of wonder and security.


Printemps  by Victor Hugo
Voici donc les longs jours, lumière, amour, délire!  

Voici le printemps ! mars, avril au doux sourire,  
Mai fleuri, juin brûlant, tous les beaux mois amis!  
Les peupliers, au bord des fleuves endormis,  

Se courbent mollement comme de grandes palmes;  
L’oiseau palpite au fond des bois tièdes et calmes;  
Il semble que tout rit, et que les arbres verts  
Sont joyeux d’être ensemble et se disent des vers.  

Le jour naît couronné d’une aube fraîche et tendre;  

Le soir est plein d’amour ; la nuit, on croit entendre,  
À travers l’ombre immense et sous le ciel béni,  
Quelque chose d’heureux chanter dans l’infini.


Springtime by Victor Hugo
Here are the long days, light, love, delirium!
This is the Spring! March, April with a sweet smile,
May flowery, June blazing, all the beautiful friendly months!
The poplars, asleep by the riverside,
Bow gently like great palms
.
The bird quivers at the far end of the calm, tepid woods
.
It seems that everything laughs, and that the green trees
Are joyful to be together and say verses to each other.
The day comes crowned with a fresh and tender dawn.
The evening is full of love, the night, one can almost hear
Through the immense shadow and under the sacred sky,
Something happy singing in the infinity.

Recording: Monique Palomares  

English Translation: Lisa Yannucci 


Linking to Outdoor Wednesday

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12 comments:

s.c said...

Thats a very nice garden indeed.

Elizabeth@ Pine Cones and Acorns said...

I love this poem! Thank you for sharing. I hope that you are well and I hope and pray that your "folly" is coming along and is finally being tendered too by honest and competent people.

Paulita said...

Elizabeth, I love that you can still feel spring now that we are in June. I think here in the States we rush it too much. The first day of June feels like summer, even if it technically isn't.

Jeanie said...

New life indeed! This is just stunning -- I love gardens, spring, flowers, the return of life after a cold winter. And oh, you capture it exquisitely. The Victor Hugo piece is one I don't know and I'm so glad you shared it. Nothing could be more fitting.

NatureFootstep said...

going from spring to summer is a wonderful thing. Love the little pond.

LV said...

Love outdoors and flowers. Truly enjoyed all the neat things you shared today.

materfamilias said...

What a magnificent garden! And thank you for the poem as well. . . .

Bloggymom said...

neat pics. the bench is cool.

handmade by amalia said...

How beautiful. And I've enjoyed the poem, that I've not read before.
Amalia
xo

Decor To Adore said...

Oh what a gorgeous garden! I adore all of the individual touches. Have a wonderful week.

Marie-Thérèse Norris said...

What a beautiful garden. Just the place for quiet contemplation and delicious inspiration.

Happy summer, Elizabeth

Cheers, M-T

handmade by amalia said...

Beautiful. Good neighbors are a treasure.
Amalia
xo