Sunflower, Magpies and A Poem

27 Jul

We were given a lovely bunch of Sunflowers on Sunday and they are still gorgeous though dropping their bright yellow pollen.

We have a family of Magpies in the garden but they are very skittish and I cannot get a photo of them all together. I’ll keep trying! There are six altogether, two parents and four very demanding youngsters. Six is good as the old nursery rhyme tells us:

One for Sorrow
Two for joy
Three for a girl
Four for a boy
Five for silver
Six for gold
Seven for a secret never to be told
Eight for a wish
Nine for a kiss
Ten a surprise you should be careful not to miss
Eleven for health
Twelve for wealth
Thirteen beware it’s the devil himself.

A good friend sent me the following poem a couple of days ago. It is a gentle evocation of a beautiful place, written by Edwin Waugh in 1864.

‘Tis sweet in pleasant Silverdale,
All in the blossom-tide,
To watch the hardy fishers sail
O’er the blue waters glide.

There, changeful ocean’s
Murmuring waves
Sing in the smiling lea;
A paradise upon the land,
And wonders in the sea.

Edwin Waugh (1864)

I looked him up as his work is new to me and found the following on Wikipedia. There is more to be found here.

“The son of a shoemaker, Waugh was born in RochdaleLancashire, England and, after some schooling, was apprenticed to a printer, Thomas Holden, at the age of 12. While still a young man he worked as a journeyman printer, travelling all over Britain, but eventually returned to his old job in Rochdale.[1]

Waugh read eagerly, and in 1847 became assistant secretary to the Lancashire Public School Association and went to work in Manchester. By 1860 he was able to become a full-time writer; but in 1881 he was in poor health and was granted a Civil List pension of £90 p.a.”



2 responses to “Sunflower, Magpies and A Poem

  1. valeriedavies

    July 28, 2017 at 11:22 pm

    Loved the magpie poem, I had only known a prosaic and shorter version,’ one for a wish, two for a kiss, three for a letter and four for something better,’ which a friend’s mother used during the war, always hoping for a letter, and really hoping for something better – the return of her husband …

    • mybeautfulthings

      July 29, 2017 at 7:01 am

      I can imagine my mother wishing the same. My father was away for five years of the war and though they wrote letters, they must always have been hoping for something better. Five years apart at the start of their marriage – they married on September 2nd 1939 – and then married for 56 years! 🙂


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