Saturday, October 06, 2007

Season of mists...

... and family colds!
i'm afraid all of us have been suffering with colds in the sauer household - including my poor dad - so i've been feeling rather under the weather this past week or so...
thankfully i'm not quite shrivelled like most of the leaves in this pic, i still have some colour...
hopefully i'll be back posting and commenting in full flow next week. till then i'll leave you with my favourite poem to the season...

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.

Ode to Autumn by John Keats


At 10:56 pm , Blogger Journey Through Life said...

I hope you and yours feel better real soon!
Much love,

At 11:22 pm , Blogger KaiBlueCreations said...

I hope your colds are all better soon Claire.. We had 90 degree weather here this weekend, but it's due to be 40 on tuesday..Totally crazy, but welcome for Autumn..
:)Peace, Kai xx

At 6:14 am , Blogger LMS(oceandreamer) said...

Sending you all thoughts of wellness and hopes you feel better soon!
I love Autumn and as we drove in the mountains here this weekend we could finally see some glorious colors.

At 1:32 am , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I hope that you are feeling better soon. You are in my daily thoughts and prayers. *HUGS*

At 4:19 pm , Blogger radiogirl said...

Sending lots of get-well wishes!

At 10:22 pm , Blogger Allotment Lady said...

It is wonderful to hear of your continued progress - fantastic news.

How I love that poem - thanks for finding it for me to enjoy again - mists, fogs, and yes those dreaded colds - and flu jabs!

At 10:49 pm , Blogger Flassie's Fil'a said...

Day's are getting shorter,and
the Trees are in trasition.
Some of the Trees leaves are
in the translucent stage.
Cooler days and nights, and the
fog set in for the first time
today in this town.
{{{Thinking of You and Praying for
you and your family Claire}}}!
Have a Blessed Week!

At 4:19 pm , Blogger Kikipotamus said...

I hope you are feeling better soon soon soon!

At 5:33 am , Blogger Flassie's Fil'a said...

Hope all of You are Blessed with Wellness in Your Family!
Came by to see how you were and tell you that Violette is having a Blog-i-vary Combo Giveaway!
Thinking about YOU!

At 11:24 pm , Blogger Francesca said...

Hi sweetie, just popping by to say hello and hope everything's good with you. I'm sending those anti-cold vibes your way!
Fran xo

At 4:55 am , Blogger Abbey of the Arts said...

Beautiful poem claire and thanks for your warm support to me. I send you healing wishes across the sea. Blessings, Christine @ Abbey of the Arts


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