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!
~ Thomas Nashe
(Thomas Nashe: Selected Works)
then maids dance in a ring
Lovely painting and lovely poem: this I adore – “Cuckoo, jug jug, pu we, to witta woo!”
LOVE nonsense poems – so full of life and NO inhibitance ( I just made that up. I hope it means what I want it to mean.)
Thank you, Leelah! I was going to guess “inhibitedness” might be the “correct” word but apparently that’s not in the dictionary. Although “uninhibitedness” is. ??? Here’s to the uninhibited use of made-up words! 🙂
Have never seen this painting or read the poem by Thomas Nashe. Quite lovely.
Thank you, Peggy. Thomas Nashe (1567-1601) is a “new” poet for me. This is a happy one. He also wrote a sad one about the plague…
Interesting.
A wonderful way to celebrate the day … your title, the painting, and the poem. Well done, Barbara! Happy Spring. 🙂
Thank you, Frank! I love browsing in Wiki Art and Google Books to find paintings and writings that go well together. 🙂
This picture is so carefree and happy! I’m sure that’s just how you are feeling about your days warming, Barbara. <3
Feeling happy about spring for sure, Joanne! Carefree — not so much, because of the pandemic. Those maids need some masks… 🙂
There wasn’t any Covid in 1910 though, Barbara, when these maids danced freely throughout spring! Enjoy your warmer days. xx
Happy Spring to you. I like the line “Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing” and am hoping that is what’s going to happen around here soon– like today even.
Happy Spring, Ally Bean! The pretty birds have been singing around here for a few weeks now, and it seems like every day a new one joins the chorus. Hope yours start up soon!
Spring does kind of make one feel like dancing, doesn’t it?!?
It sure does, Debbie!!! Although it’s not quite warm enough to do it barefoot yet. 🙂
Happy happy for Spring – we had a gorgeous weekend here and I logged 11 miles on my feet today. Did you get to the Sugar Shack for maple syrup rituals Barbara? I follow the Metroparks on Facebook and Twitter and yesterday they had a video about the whole process. I enjoyed it … it was from 2020, but didn’t find that out until the end.
11 miles! I’m impressed! We did make it to the sugarhouse and stocked up on maple syrup. They put it outside because of the pandemic so we couldn’t go into the sugarhouse to watch them boiling down the sap. (We didn’t plan on going inside anyway as we’re not both fully vaccinated yet.) And they hadn’t started up the boiler yet so we didn’t even get to smell it in the air! Maybe next year I will get pictures for a blog post…
Thank you Barbara and today almost 5 miles as it was sunny, so I could get out earlier. Have to build up my steps that I lost in February as it was not a good walking month at all. The video I watched was interesting and I couldn’t remember much from our expedition in Brownies that jogged my memory and I also did not remember at all that most of the sap is water, so that’s why the maple syrup is pricey sometimes. Next year I hope you go and get lots of pictures Barbara.
It is a lot of working making maple syrup, but well worth the effort and the high price! 🙂 The taste is so amazing! And knowing who made it and seeing where it is made is an added bonus. I feel the same way about the apple cider mill we visit in the fall. You must be relieved that February’s weather is behind you and hoping that March doesn’t have any last-minute tricks up its sleeve. Come April showers and May flowers!!
I agree Barbara. The video showed the small containers of maple syrup they sell at Kensington Metropark and four different varieties/colors. I had no idea of the hard work involved. When I went to a sugar shack as a Brownie, I guess they didn’t impress on us just how long it took
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Pu we, to witta woo. I love Nashe. ♥
I’m not surprised that you love Nashe, Timi! I’m just discovering him. I’m thinking of sharing his plague poem one of these days, “In Time of Plague [Adieu, farewell, earth’s bliss]”
Happy poem and Happy Spring, Barbara! 💐 🐦 🐣 🐥 🦆 🦅 🦢 💐
Thank you, Donna! 🐞 🦢 🌼 🦆 🐑 Wishing you a Happy Spring, too!
Thank you, Barbara!
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