bluebells

"... A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower,
Each one its own sweet feeling breathes
With more or less of power.
There is a silent eloquence
In every wild bluebell
That fills my softened heart with bliss
That words could never tell ..." 

'The Bluebell'  : :  Anne-Brontë  1840

... bluebells about to flower, outside my little house ...