dinsdag 20 maart 2012

Spring Makes Flowers Come Alive

 Headband: Primark - Rings left to right: Asos, mom's, present I got from Geraldine :) 
Sunglasses: Isabelle Bejart (Brussels) - Necklace: Jutka en Riska (Antwerp)

Stop all the clocks
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. 

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. 

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W. H. Auden

In these days of mourning in Belgium, there's a sober and sorrowful atmosphere. 
However, the first sunny Spring days did come into town. It was lovely to get a summerfeeling.
Hopefully you also enjoyed your sunny weekend!

1 opmerking:

  1. I'm glad to know the weather in Belgium is getting better, I might be travelling there in the next month or so! Love the adorable little ladybug photo :)