Hello all, how are we doing? Hope you are all ok. I suppose it was inevitable after a busy few weeks, but my levels of motivation have plummeted. With devastating news on the telly recently, and it still being rather cold, I fell like all of my energy has been zapped. It happens to all [...]
Tag: Spring
Charlotte’s Ramblings – A Much Needed Walk.
Hello all, Hope you are ok! Today I thought I would share with you, a lovely short walk I made right on my doorstep. What was meant to be a quick trip to the Coop turned into a much needed escape into mother nature for about an hour. The snow was beginning to thaw, and [...]
Poetry Mondays – To Daffodils by Robert Herrick
To Daffodils Fair daffodils, we weep to see You haste away so soon; As yet the early-rising sun Has not attain’d his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the evensong; And, having prayed together, we Will go with you along. We have short time to stay, as [...]
Poetry Mondays – On a Lane In Spring by John Clare
On a Lane in Spring. A Little Lane, the brook runs close besideAnd spangles in the sunshine while the fish glide swiftly byAnd hedges leafing with the green spring tideFrom out their greenery the old birds flyAnd chirp and whistle in the morning sunThe pilewort glitters ‘neath the pale blue skyThe little robin has [...]
Poetry Mondays – The Brook by Alfred Lord Tennyson.
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 [...]
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 [...]
The Year by Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
Image from canva.com The Year. What can be said in New Year rhymes, That’s not been said a thousand times? The new years come, the old years go, We know we dream, we dream we know. We rise up laughing with the light, We lie down weeping with the night. [...]
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