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Feather with Raindrops and Emily Dickinson

16 May
Feather and raindrops

Feather and raindrops

Isn’t this a beautiful little poem?

‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—I’ve heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.
By the time you read this, we should be on our way home from our American adventure.
 
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Posted by on May 16, 2016 in Beauty, nature, Photography, poetry, Postaday 2016

 

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Photos, Texts and A Poem

19 Jun

Our Littlest Live-wire is with her other Grandparents for a  week and these photos came our way tonight – very cheery and good for the soul.

Littlest Live-wire at Sheepwash

Littlest Live-wire at Sheepwash

Water heaven in the Mussel Brook. — in Sheepwash.

Water heaven in the Mussel Brook. — in Sheepwash.

My beloved brother and my bestest Sister-in-law have travelled to Cornwall today and we will see them tomorrow. Exchanging texts all day has been restorative too.

And a lovely poem for you, Hope is the Thing by Emily Dickinson

“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.

 

 
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Posted by on June 19, 2015 in Beauty, family, photography, poetry

 

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