First the important thing! The hummingbirds arrived at my feeders this morning. Right now it appears to be about 5 at the feeders - but I suspect that the crew will be along any day now. I'm glad that I put my feeder up when I did last weekend! Must go buy another 20 pounds of sugar this week. Spring is almost here!
This is the last journal entry for the traveling journal "love" that will ultimately be auctioned for a children's charity. Kim Owens is the master mind behind the idea. Have a look at her group, Blissfully At Journaling for more information. It's taken from one of my photographs that I over-painted. The edges are a quarter inch pieces of silk threaded through the pages.
Hope by Emily Dickinson
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chilliest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.