Living in retirement beyond the World,
Silently enjoying isolation,
I pull the rope of my door tighter
And stuff my window with roots and ferns.
My spirit is tuned to the Spring-season:
At the fall of the year there is autumn in my heart.
Thus imitating cosmic changes
My cottage becomes a Universe.
By Lu Yün [fourth century A. D.]
The Danish butterflies are short of flowers.
I searched for three days and found only one butterfly.
Might be looking the wrong places.
The beach is unlikely this time of year 😁
Create your own wild meadow with flower seeds to help the small birds.
But it isn’t easy, said Pooh. Because poetry and hums aren’t things which you get, they’re things which get you.
And all you can do is to go where they can find you.
A.A. Milne, Creator of Winnie the Pooh