The answer is twenty years ago. The second best? Today. I'm not sure exactly when the gardens in my neighborhood were planted--I'm just grateful for them.
I know I'm writing a lot about the flowers I'm seeing this spring; I've been dazzled by the display. I may have complained about the rain in April but the rush of new green all around just lifts my heart and so I apologize for complaining.
Am I being rhapsodic? Am I waxing dithyrambic? Do you love that word? It means wildly enthusiastic. I've been waiting years for a chance to use it. I first heard it when Phillippe de Montebello, former director of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, spoke at Trinity School, where I taught. He showed us a few of his favorite pieces from the museum's collections and this...
Isn't she lovely? Totally worthy of a dithyramb if you ask me.
This is Teacher Appreciation Week. Do you remember the best teacher you ever had? My Algebra teacher's name was Mrs. Brilliant and she would say, "Well, you know I'm Brilliant!" She made me stay after school for extra help. As she walked around the classroom as we took the next test she looked over my shoulder. When she saw that I had gotten the bonus question right her face just lit up! I've always remembered that look of joy. Isn't that what we're all looking for from our work?
So thank you to all the teachers. No matter what you're paid it's not enough but I hope you have many moments of seeing enlightenment in the face of a kid. That's worth a lot, right?
Do you know when I can plant my Easter Lillie’s from church. Am enjoying your neighborhood flowers so much!
We have come to love gardens. We visited several historic gardens on our Europe trip. Thriving plants bring joy. Nice piece.
An uplifting post on this gray day!
I feel like I went for a walk with you. Love the photos.
Another Friday delight - thank you, Barbara!