So stilly round the evening falls
The veiled sun sheds no parting smile
Nor mirth nor music wakes my Halls
I have sat lonely all the day
Watching the drizzly mist descend
And first conceal the hills in grey
And then along the valleys wend
And I have sat and watched the trees
And the sad flowers how drear they blow
Those flowers were formed to feel the breeze
Wave their light leaves in summer's glow
Yet their lives passed in gloomy woe
And hopeless comes its dark decline
And I lament because I know
That cold departure pictures mine
~Emily Jane Bronte~
I chose this poem because it's just perfect to describe the weather in the garden. Drizzling since morning, raining cats and dogs last night keeping me in the jam for three hours. By the time I was home, my mood was so bad, I don't even have an appetite to eat my dinner.
So today the whole garden seems like in the state of mourning. I don't know. I just don't feel cheerful today. Whom to blame when my spirits are down? Blame it on the weather? I don't know.
These feelings are hard to explain. It reminds me of the Bronte's sisters which is so sad and so melancholic. The poem says it all perfectly.