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Wise Words, A Poem and A Flower

1   A good friend sent this on Facebook. Well said!

Dust if you must! from Shelagh

‘Dust if you must’ from Shelagh, thank you – a woman after my own heart!

2   One of my favourite books is Poem for the Day and the poem for today, 30th September, is one I particularly like.

The Road Not Taken

“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”

– Robert Frost

3     The Rose of Sharon is glowing in the Autumn light  and brings a touch of sunshine to the dullest of days.

Rose of Sharon

Rose of Sharon

 

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Raindrops, Truro Leats and Shopping (and Robert Frost)

1   Raindrop like diamonds on a spider’s web.

Raindrops

2   Since I was a little girl, I’ve loved the leats in Truro, the gutters where the river flows through the city and today, in the rain, they were really flowing.

The Leats in Truro city centre

3   Shopping! I love shopping and went to my favourite shops –  the kitchen shop, the wool shop and, unusually for me , a clothes shop and  today I bought a scarf! I love scarves!

Beautiful cup cake papers

Multi-coloured wool with which to knit Sally-boots

Tiny birds on my new scarf- a woodpecker, a thrush and others I’m not sure of but it is beautiful!

and for good measure, this beautiful poem which I have been talking to another blogger,  Don, about this afternoon.

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost
And, finally, a message to some lovely likers – I love to visit the blogs of those who have been kind enough to read and like one of my posts but sometimes the Gravatar leads nowhere. I learned from another blogger about the importance of putting your blog address on as a link otherwise you can’t be found so please, if you want to be liked back, do put your link up. Thank you!
 
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Posted by on August 17, 2012 in knitting, nature, poetry, Truro, Uncategorized

 

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