Saturday, September 24, 2022

Holding On

The arbor- trellis roses are still blooming their little hearts out.
Perfect sunny days, and mist-laden, cool nights, affording them once last chance at a flush of beauty, before the first frost appears.

'Tis the last rose of summer
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone;

No flower of her kindred,
No rosebud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes,
To give sigh for sigh.

I'll not leave thee, thou lone one!
To pine on the stem;
Since the lovely are sleeping,
Go, sleep thou with them.

Thus kindly I scatter,
Thy leaves o'er the bed,
Where thy mates of the garden
Lie scentless and dead.

So soon may I follow,
When friendships decay,
From Love's shining circle
The gems drop away.

When true hearts lie withered
And fond ones are flown,
Oh! who would inhabit,
This bleak world alone?

The Last Rose of Summer:  Thomas Moore 1805

Tuesday, September 13, 2022

May You Rest In Eternal Love And Peace HM Queen Elizabeth ll

A lifetime of unparalleled service and duty to the people of the United Kingdom, and its  Commonwealth.

You will be profoundly loved and missed.
Thank You Ma'am.

" May ' flights of angels sing thee to thy rest .' "

William Shakespeare, Hamlet
~ King Charles lll

Saturday, September 10, 2022

King Charles lll

Long To Reign Over Us
God Save The King

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Thursday, September 8, 2022

Thursday, September 1, 2022

September Days


"September days have the warmth of summer in their briefer hours,
But in their lengthening evenings a prophetic breath of autumn.
The cricket chirps in the noontide, making the most of what remains of his brief life.
The bumblebee is busy among the clover blossoms of the aftermath,
And their shrill and dreamy hum hold the outdoor world above the voices of the song birds,
Now silent or departed."-
September Days : Rowland E. Robinson, Vermont