Dorothy Wordsworth’s eye for details, and her care in noting them, are a wonder, allowing her to converse with people born centuries after her. Feeling this easy affinity, I have to wonder if anything we say or write or think will resonate with people 200 years from now.
‘Butterflies of all colours – I often see some small ones of a pale purple lilac or Emperor’s eye colour something of the colour of that large geranium which grows by the lake side. … In the Evening we were sitting at the table, writing, when we were rouzed by Coleridge’s voice below.’ Wednesday 12th May 1802.
Source: Dorothy Wordsworth, The Grasmere and Alfoxden Journals, ed. and introduction by Pamela Woof (Oxford: Oxford World’s Classics, 2008 (2002)), p. 98
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