To me one of the most beautiful words in the English language is meadow. We don't usually go to Longwood in the summer so I had never experienced the meadow in all it's glory. I must say, I could have stayed there all day. Singing goldfinches, butterflies flitting here and there, tons of bees and beautiful flowers in a natural landscape. The sky was the perfect shade of blue with a few cottony clouds. I was in heaven.
"Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragonfly
Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky."
~Dante Gabriel Rossetti
"How does the Meadow flower its bloom unfold?
Because the lovely little flower is free down to its root, and in that freedom bold."
"Butterflies are self propelled flowers."