Poem by John Masefield

I took the below photo while on a recent trip to St. Michaels, Maryland. I wanted to share more than just the pic so I looked for a relevant poem. I hope you enjoy the boat and Sea Fever!Sea_Ray
Sea Fever
by
John Masefield
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
 *
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
 *
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
*
Poem found here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/242552

Cherry Blossom Madness

Yep, I did it. I made the mistake of attending the Cherry Blossom Festival in Washington D.C. on one of the two weekend peak bloom dates. I don’t think I have ever been in the midst of such a humongous crowd! It was madness, just trying to get from Point A to Point B. People clogged and flooded the sidewalks and pathways. It was impossible to get a clear shot.

I’m thinking this is one of those times where I can say I did it, and I’m not going to do it again (at least not on a weekend). Lesson learned. Scratch it off the bucket list!

I thought I would share some of the pictures I managed to get. Hope you enjoy them!

Rail Trail Run

I wanted to share some images from my run yesterday. I was good—I saved the picture taking until my cool down. These shots are with my phone, though I’m thinking next time I go, I need to take my good camera. Regardless, it was a beautiful day. I would say ‘spring has sprung,’ but today felt more like February than late March.

Hope you enjoy the pictures!

This is going to be a short post for me…I want to watch some more episodes of Homeland before bed. I keep wondering what Sgt. Brody would think if he was faced with Cal Lightman from Lie to Me. Could be interesting… Oh, I am early on in the series, so please don’t spoil anything for me *grins*
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Spring is Almost Here

We’ve had some warm days sprinkled in of late…they have me so anxious for spring. I can’t wait for the blooming flowers and for the bunny rabbits to return. Yes, I’m sure I’m crazy (and do remind me I typed that when my allergies explode), but I love this time of year. The fresh scent in the air, the longer days, the promise of summer’s warmth.

Before I get too sidetracked, I’m going to share a photo and a poem to help herald Spring’s arrival later this week. The poem is Spring, the sweet spring by Thomas Nashe. I found it http://www.poetryfoundation.org. They are a great resource! Be sure to check them out sometime.

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Spring, the sweet spring

BY THOMAS NASHE

Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
      Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
*
The palm and may make country houses gay,
Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,
And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay:
      Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
*
The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit,
In every street these tunes our ears do greet:
      Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to witta-woo!
            Spring, the sweet spring!
*
Ignore the stars between stanzas, please. WordPress and I were doing battle. The * was the only way I could get the spacing correct. Forgive me, Mr. Nashe.