Friday, March 20, 2009

Believe!

How fine has the day been!
How bright was the sun, How lovely and joyful the course that he run!
Though he rose in a mist when his race he begun, And there followed some droppings of rain: But now the fair traveller's come to the west, His rays are all gold, and his beauties are best; He paints the skies gay as he sinks to his rest,
And foretells a bright rising again.
-Isaac Watts (Moral Songs--A Summer Evening )

2 comments:

Something Marvellous said...

beautiful picture! Happy Spring!

Small House said...

HI! I really enjoyed your post today. And the Charles Schultz Philosophy was right on. As the world throws fame and so many other unimportant things in our path. Never sell yourself short. You will probably be the person, one remembers the most.

Have a great day.
Sandra