Beautiful. Forgive me, Mr Thoreau, if I quote (rather, cut-and-paste):
Fountain head and source of rivers,
Dew-cloth, dream drapery,
And napkin spread by fays;
Drifting meadow of the air,
Where bloom the dasied banks and violets,
And in whose fenny labyrinth
The bittern booms and heron wades;
Spirit of the lake and seas and rivers,
Bear only perfumes and the scent
Of healing herbs to just men's fields!
Thanks all, could barely see to drive. Nothing but rain and fog in Ohio. Had a beautiful day yesterday but back to rain today and rest of the week. God must be getting ready to plant a lot of seeds.
~In His Love~ Maggi D For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth; to the Jew first, and also to the Greek. Romans 1:16