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.
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
Springtime
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.
