The Brook. I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sallyAnd sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges,By twenty thorpes, a little town, And half a hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's farm I flow To [...]
Tag: Connect to Nature
Poetry Mondays – ‘Hope’ by Emily Dickinson.
Image from canva.com Hope. “Hope” is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all And sweetest in the Gale is heard And sore must be the storm That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm I’ve [...]
Charlotte’s Ramblings.
Image from canva.com I'm writing this on a chilly Saturday afternoon. While I was waiting for the tea in the teapot to brew, I was thinking of everything that is and has been going on. Probably not the best thing to be doing on a Saturday afternoon, but I couldn't help but think about all [...]
Notes on 2020 and THANK YOU!!
Image from canva.com Well hello everyone! We have nearly made it to the end of 2020. What a year?! This year was meant to be the year I ticked off so many things on my ever growing to do list. Sadly, like many others, I didn't get all of them done. But I didn't expect [...]
Poetry Mondays – Winter-Time by Robert Louis Stevenson.
Winter-Time Late lies the wintry sun a-bed, A frosty, fiery sleepy-head; Blinks but an hour or two; and then, A blood-red orange, sets again. Before the stars have left the skies, At morning in the dark I rise; And shivering in my nakedness, By the cold candle, bathe and dress. Close by the jolly fire [...]
Hello December!
Hello everyone. I hope you are all ok. Well! We have made it to the final month of 2020! And what a year it has been? If I had a pound for every time I heard that phrase, I wouldn't have to worry about student finance, I'll tell you that for free! Now it is [...]
Poetry Mondays – Winter Trees by William Carlos Williams.
Winter Trees. All the complicated details of the attiring and the disattiring are completed! A liquid moon moves gently among the long branches. Thus having prepared their buds against a sure winter the wise trees stand sleeping in the cold. William Carlos Williams
Easy, Autumnal, Nature Crafts – Number 1
Hello everyone! I thought I would save some of the crafts for half term to last throughout Lockdown 2.0! I came across Mud and Bloom on Instagram, and I was so impressed - please check them out! Mud and Bloom boxes are a monthly subscription delivering seasonal nature and gardening crafts and activities to your [...]
Poetry Mondays – Pencil and Paint by Eleanor Farjeon
Pencil and Paint Winter has a pencilFor pictures clear and neat,She traces the black tree-topsUpon a snowy sheet. But autumn has a paletteAnd a painting-brush instead,And daubs the leaves for pleasureWith yellow, brown, and red. Eleanor Farjeon
Poetry Mondays – The Dipper by Kathleen Jamie.
Dipper. Image from RSPB. The Dipper. It was winter, near freezing,I'd walked through a forest of firswhen I saw issue out of the waterfalla solitary bird. It lit on a damp rock,and, as water swept stupidly on,wrung from its own throatsupple, undammable song. It isn't mine to give.I can't coax this bird to my [...]
Foxglove and Bee 