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October 23, 2006

Season of Mists and Mellow Fruitfulness

J. Keats

Ode to Autumn

SEASON of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease;
For Summer has o’erbrimm’d their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twinèd flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,
While barrèd clouds bloom the soft-dying day
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river-sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.


Pointy hills and wholemeal scones

Writing about web page http://www.webspace.myzen.co.uk/maps/The_Strettons.jpg

The Outdoor Group undertook a pleasant little bimble yesterday up and down the Strettons. Despite dire weather forecasts most of the walk was dry- although the slippery slopes meant we got closer to the wildlife than intended! It was too wet for proper scuffing of leaves, but the autumn colours were simply stunning- lots of crimson berries and burnished gold beech leaves… and to finish the walk in the wholefood cafe the Acorns with a massive wholemeal scone smothered in jam and clotted cream was a most satisfying end.
view from the top of Ragleth Hill

GPS should make navigating easier...

at the top

blue rinse sheep

sheep with blue rinses

woolly fence

meeting the locals

autumn colours

smile!


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