Every year Richmond Borough Council plants a wild flower meadow near where we live. Every year the bank of the river Crane becomes alive with beautiful bright colours where I always find a lot of happiness. This time I finally found a ladybird that stood still for a while and let me capture its beauty.
I have always loved ladybirds, they are my favourite creatures. I never knew exactly why, perhaps it is their pretty little black dots on their shiny red wings. But today I have found out what it means to love these cute bugs:
I do believe in magic and inner happiness, and in a sense of wonder, and somewhere deep inside I am still like a little child. I just have to work on the rest.
Enjoy your summer days and "have the heart of a child and... just believe".
A small speckled visitor
Wearing a crimson cape
Brighter than a cherry
Smaller than a grape
A polka-dotted someone
Walking on my wall
A black-hooded lady
In a scarlet shawl.
Joan Walsh Anglund
In the scented bud of the morning - O,
When the windy grass went rippling far,
I saw my dear one walking slow,
In the field where the daisies are.
We did not laugh and we did not speak
As we wandered happily to and fro;
I kissed my dear on either cheek,
In the bud of the morning - O.
A lark sang up from the breezy land,
A lark sang down from a cloud afar,
And she and I went hand in hand
In the field where the daisies are.
James Stephens
Take me where the wild flowers are…
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