Tuesday, March 24, 2020

Comforting Words

Wow, it's been a long time since my last post! I hope you all are doing well! I'm fine, but life has been pretty busy and stressful lately. Yesterday I did manage to get away to the woods for a little while which went a long way to refresh my spirit. Then a friend shared this quote today which expressed what I felt so perfectly and seemed so meaningful for these times, I just had to share it. I hope it blesses you as much as it did me! 😊

   "This accumulated depression of months slid from her at last in a moment. She had run out into the fields one day in a pet and was standing on a small stone bridge looking down on brown running water flecked with cream-coloured foam. It was a dull November day with grey sky and mist. The little brook was scarcely more than a trench to drain the fields; but overhanging it were thorn bushes with a lacework of leafless twigs; ivy had sent trails down the steep banks to dip in the stream, and from every thorn on the leafless twigs and from every point of the ivy leaves water hung in bright drops, like beads.
    A flock of starlings had whirred up from the bushes at her approach and the clip, clop of a cart-horse's hoofs could be heard on the nearest road, but these were the only sounds. Of the hamlet, only a few hundred yards away, she could hear no sound, or see as much as a chimney-pot, walled in as she was by the mist.
   Laura looked and looked again. The small scene, so commonplace and yet so lovely, delighted her. It was so near the homes of men and yet so far removed from their thoughts. The fresh green moss, the glistening ivy, and the reddish twigs with their sparkling drops seemed to have been made for her alone and the hurrying, foam-flecked water seemed to have some message for her. She felt suddenly uplifted. The things which had troubled her troubled her no more. She did not reason. She had already done plenty of reasoning. Too much, perhaps. She simply stood there and let it all sink in until she felt that her own small affairs did not matter. Whatever happened to her, this, and thousands of other such small, lovely sights would remain and people would come suddenly upon them and look and be glad.
   A wave of pure happiness pervaded her being, and, although it soon receded, it carried away with it her burden of care. Her first reaction was to laugh aloud at herself. What a fool she had been to make so much of so little. There must be thousands like her who could see no place for themselves in the world, and here she had been, fretting herself and worrying others as if her case were unique. And, deeper down, beneath the surface of her being, was the feeling, rather than the knowledge, that her life's deepest joys would be found in such scenes as this."

                                                                                   ~from Lark Rise to Candleford, Flora Thompson             


  1. I read 'Larkrise to Candleford' so many years ago and still have my copy. I should take it down again!
    Glad to hear from you and may you and yours continue to do well.

    1. That's wonderful! This is the first time I heard of it and now I can't wait to read it and the other 2 books in the trilogy. :) I hope you are doing well too.

  2. The quote highlights the beauty around us. Pleased you are all doing well. Yesterday we saw a bat at dusk flitting along the hedge row....

    1. Oh wow, I haven't seen a bat in ages! I know we do have them here though because there was one in our bedroom once! :D