I’ll walk where my own nature would be leading:
It vexes me to choose another guide:
Where the grey flocks in ferny glens are feeding;
Where the wild wind blows on the mountainside.
~ Emily Brontë
(The Complete Poems of Emily Brontë)
my own nature
Once again capturing the vibration with words and photo/painting! Very Sweet!
Thank you, Jeff! March is very windy here, but not so green. 🙂
I also think its a lovely pairing. The painting captures where my nature would lead me…
Ah, yes, Rosie, I can picture you there where the wild wind blows on the mountainside…
The artwork you share in this post is so delicate and feminine, and perfectly paired with Emily Brontë’s poem.
I have the impression that all the Brontë sisters were very feminine, yet also unique and very strong in their determination to live their lives on their own terms.
Love the painting. Idyllic and yet there is something unsettling about it.
Could it be the wind that is unsettling? Windy days can be so frustrating to me, snatching things away from my grip and tangling up my hair…
I find it quietly inspirational…..
Me, too, Gitanjali – life can be enjoyed even while a brisk wind is blowing…
Hi. Windy walks never live up to expectations because of the tangling of hair! Lovely painting however! Jane
I’m wishing these annoying March winds would take a hike and let the April showers begin! (I also think it’s about time for another haircut…)
So lovely. Thank you for posting this, Barbara.
You’re welcome, Kathy! 🙂
Ah, Emily B – where my real reading experience began … such a lovely pairing with the Waterhouse.
when I find a windflower
I find my heart
can love no other
XO
My first Brontë experience was “Jane Eyre” by Charlotte – how I identified with plain Jane! In the space of a couple of years I read all of Charlotte’s novels and then Anne’s “The Tenant of Wildfell Hall” and finally Emily’s “Wuthering Heights.” I think Emily was the most daring of the three – all of them such remarkable, and unique writers.
Love, love, love this, Barbara. ♥
So happy to hear that you ♥ this poem and painting, Robin!