“ DAFFY DOWN DILLY"

Today, I'm am pondering the illusions of Springtime and anticipating which items might be appropriate for  Easter decorating.

I looked in earnest into the dusty cupboards and knew it was time for a good spring cleaning. Alas it is raining, so Ladies, let us sit and enjoy a lovely cup of tea.  It is a good day for daydreaming.

We can all pretend that the daffodils and tulip are popping up.( Ha Ha)

Well, it didn't take very long for me to find a meaningful teacup .

Surprise, surprise, this litte Staffordshire cup and sauce  immediately struck my fancy.

INDEED... It reminded me of the childhood nursery rhyme, 

"Daffy-down-Dilly" dancing and scattering her posies amongst the grass and within the forest.

 Daffy-down-Dilly
Has come to town
With a yellow petticoat
And a pretty green gown.

Look what I found in the china cabinet!!!
  My favorite Royal Doulton figurine called " Eastertide" .
In the past, I had been quite a collector of china painter, Arthur "Leslie Harradine" who designed  and sculpted for the Royal Doulton company from the early 1900's to the mid 1950's.
I have always admired the bold details and brilliant colors of his creations.

" Eastertide" was a Birthday gift from my husband.

Kim likes to surprise me with different teas from his travels, and funnily enough, 
I had never experienced a Pickwick tea ...
Have You ?

The Pickwick Tea Company was created by Douwe Egberts in 1937. Being Dutch, he wanted an English name for marketing purposes.  ...  While the official Pickwick site is specifically designed for the Czech Republic, the Netherlands, Hungary and Belgium, you can purchase this tasty tea on Amazon. It boasts an inexpensive selection of flavouful tea blends that you might enjoy.

Currently, we are tea tasting a refreshing mint  flavoured beverage. 
I do hope that you like it !!

It it has a quite an aromatic bouquet, which is perfect for uplifting the rainy day spirits.

Yesterday, I received a sweet picture of my  six year old grand-daughter Auriane, who was taking her first Highland Dancing exam. 
She was feeling very nervous, but also thankful, that it was over. 

( ha ha)

Her Scottish Grandma Grace, my mother,

would have been so very proud of her.

FINALLY ... the daffodils are out, about and  in the grocery stores ... Surely, this is a sign of Spring !!!
There were no single stemmed daffodils available, only the potted ones, which was just fine with me, so I quickly bought two.

I placed them beside the Angel that I had sculpted .... The jolly  little blossoms looked quite contend to be there.

Isn't it amazing what make a person happy  !!!
 I was so excited to find those  silly old daffodils, that I went overboard, daydreaming, reminiscing and reciting my favorite poetry.  
Hopefully you like poetry too!!!

" Daffodils "
Written By:
William Wordsworth

                                            I wandered  lonely as a cloud
                                 That floats on high o're vales and hills.
                             When all at once I saw a crowd,
                                 A host of golden daffodils;
                             Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
                                 Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

                             Continuous as the stars that shine
                                 And twinkle on the Milky Way.
                             They stretched in never ending line
                                 Along the margin of the bay:
                             Ten Thousand saw I at a glance.
                                 Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. 

                                            The waves beside them danced; but they
                                 Out-did the sparkling waves with glee:
                             A poet could not but be gay.
                                 In such a jocund  company.
                             I gazed- and gazed-but little thought
                                What wealth the show to me had brought.

                                             For oft, when on my couch I lie
                                  In vacant or in pensive mood,
                             They flash upon the inward eye
                                  Which is the bliss of solitude;
                             And then my heart with pleasure fills, 
                                  And dances with the daffodils.

                                                Wishing 
                                                you all a 
                               BLESSED EASTER