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Dew Drops, Curls and Reading

Walking this morning, I spotted some wool, I think, in the hedge. It must be from a wooly dog as sheep don’t come along this way! I loved the way the drops of dew had gathered in the strands.

In a conversation with Judy of Newenglandgardenandthread this afternoon, I found myself quoting words (referring to technology rather than a little girl) that were spoken to me many times as a child when I was being less than my lovely smiley self!  I looked them up and found this little poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. (American poet, 1807-1882)

There was a little girl, who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead,
And when she was good, she was very, very good,
But when she was bad she was horrid.

She stood on her head, on her little trundle bed,
With nobody by for to hinder;
She screamed and she squalled, she yelled and she bawled,
And drummed her little heels against the winder.

Her mother heard the noise, and thought it was the boys
Playing in the empty attic,
She rushed upstairs, and caught her unawares,
And spanked her, most emphatic.

I only remember the first verse being used and I used to join in with the reprimand finding it amusing and a bit of a challenge!

This afternoon I have finished my Jolabokaflod book, Hamnet by Maggie O’Farrell. Oh, what a story, what beautiful writing, what evocative descriptions! I was sorry to come to the end and can wholly recommend it – just have a box of tissues nearby. Being the mother of twins myself, there were parts I found completely heartbreaking.

 

 

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Grape Hyacinth, 100 Houses and Being Kind

We are back to wet days which means that I can catch photos of flowers with raindrops attached and about to fall, which I love, so here is one of our beautiful Grape Hyacinths with tremulous raindrops.
A local artist, Annelie Wood, has been going around our town, doing watercolours of 100 of our beautiful houses. She has given me permission to show you this lovely work.
The following little rhyme seems right for today. It has been attributed to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807 – 1882),  an American poet, best known, to me at least, for The Song of Hiawatha.
“Kind hearts are the gardens,
Kind thoughts are the roots,
Kind words are the flowers,
Kind deeds are the fruits,
Take care of your garden
And keep out the weeds,
Fill it with sunshine,
Kind words, and Kind deeds.”
Just be kind. Fill your world, and that of those around you, with sunshine.
 

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Rainbow, Front Door and A Poem

We drew the curtains to find a beautiful rainbow this morning.  The house across the street must be full of the crock of gold as the rainbow ends in their chimney. It wasn’t until I put the photo on the computer that I saw the one red leaf left on the Copper Beech next door.

One Copper Beech leaf

Walking through Penryn this morning in driving rain, I had to stop with the camera under the umbrella to take this photo of a very attractive front door.

Red front door with an Autumn wreath

A poem about Autumn for you, one that was in a poetry book I had as a child, about nine years old,  another that I liked to make up a tune for so that I could sing it to myself.  Certainly today we have had ‘great gales incessant’ and the ‘golden leaves’ have been scattered far and wide.

    Autumn by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Thou comest, Autumn, heralded by the rain,
  With banners, by great gales incessant fanned,
  Brighter than brightest silks of Samarcand,
  And stately oxen harnessed to thy wain!
Thou standest, like imperial Charlemagne,
  Upon thy bridge of gold; thy royal hand
  Outstretched with benedictions o’er the land,
  Blessing the farms through all thy vast domain!
Thy shield is the red harvest moon, suspended
  So long beneath the heaven’s o’erhanging eaves;
  Thy steps are by the farmer’s prayers attended;
Like flames upon an altar shine the sheaves;
And, following thee, in thy ovation splendid,
  Thine almoner, the wind, scatters the golden leaves!

The rains have been incessant over much of the country and my heart goes out to all those who are flooded out of their homes around Doncaster where we used to live, in the villages of Fishlake and Bentley, Sykehouse and Arksey and now we hear in many more areas across the Midlands.

 

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Longfellow, Oriental Poppy and Lettuces

1   I was reminded today of the importance of kindness and remembered these words of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“Kind hearts are the gardens,
Kind thoughts are the roots,
Kind words are the flowers,
Kind deeds are the fruits,
Take care of your garden
And keep out the weeds,
Fill it with sunshine,
Kind words, and Kind deeds.”
2    Our Oriental Poppy has started to open. I love how the petals are all so tightly folded up.
Oriental Poppy unfolding

Oriental Poppy unfolding

 3   The red and green lettuces are thriving in the sunshine.
Red and green lettuces

Red and green lettuces

 

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