I'm working on trip photos, and in the next week or so hope to share some! In the meanwhile, two of my current–and contiguous–perspectives
on different aspects of this fine autumn season…
The Song of the Wayfaring Tree Fairy
My shoots are tipped with
buds as dusty-grey
As ancient pilgrims
toiling on their way.
Like Thursday's child with
far to go, I stand,
All ready for the road to
Fairyland;
With hood, and bag, and
shoes, my name to suit,
And in my hand my gorgeous
tinted fruit.
Cicely Mary Barker
And this one just had to be shared (the current Bertie quote I have going through my head); in my case, for "bracers" read "morning coffee"–strong and dark. :-)
...
“I reached out a hand from
under the blankets, and rang the bell for Jeeves.
“Good evening, Jeeves.”
“Good
morning, sir.”
This surprised me.
“Is it morning?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Are you sure?
It seems very dark outside.”
“There is a fog, sir. If you will recollect, we
are now in autumn–season of mists and mellow fruitfulness.”
“Oh? Yes. Yes, I
see. Well, be that as it may, get me one of those bracers of yours, will you?”
~ P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters ~
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