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Happy New Month . . . Sweet September

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September Days.

O sweet September, thy first breezes bring
The dry leaf’s rustle and the squirrel’s laughter,
The cool fresh air whence health and vigor spring
And promise of exceeding joy hereafter.

By George Arnold.
Artist Dick Twinney

 

 

 

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December!

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A Calendar Of Sonnets – December

The lakes of ice gleam bluer than the lakes
Of water ‘neath the summer sunshine gleamed:
Far fairer than when placidly it streamed,
The brook its frozen architecture makes,
And under bridges white its swift way takes.
Snow comes and goes as messenger who dreamed
Might linger on the road; or one who deemed
His message hostile gently for their sakes
Who listened might reveal it by degrees.
We gird against the cold of winter wind
Our loins now with mighty bands of sleep,
In longest, darkest nights take rest and ease,
And every shortening day, as shadows creep
O’er the brief noontide, fresh surprises find.

Helen Hunt Jackson












Artist Jo Grundy
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The wild November come at last

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“The wild November come at last
Beneath a veil of rain;
The night winds blows its folds aside,
Her face is full of pain.
The latest of her race, she takes
The Autumn’s vacant throne:
She has but one short moon to live,
And she must live alone.”

– Richard Henry Stoddard, November
Artist Paul Robinson












Artist Paul Robinson
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Happy July everyone 🌸🦋

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Tall Nettles

TALL nettles cover up, as they have done 
These many springs, the rusty harrow, the plough 
Long worn out, and the roller made of stone: 
Only the elm butt tops the nettles now. 

This corner of the farmyard I like most: 
As well as any bloom upon a flower 
I like the dust on the nettles, never lost 
Except to prove the sweetness of a shower. 

Edward Thomas












Artist Angie Latham
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Today is the first of February,

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“Today is the first of February,
snowy, brilliant, but dripping with the sound of spring wherever the sun lies warm,
and calling with the heart of spring yonder where the crows are assembling.”

~Dallas Lore Sharp










Text & image source: Linda Iribarren https://web.facebook.com/lindairibarren

. . . . roaring with laughter, full of earth-praise

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“Sometimes I spend all day trying to count the leaves on a single tree…
Of course I have to give up, but by then I’m half crazy with the wonder of it-
the abundance of the leaves, the quietness of the branches, the hopelessness
of my effort. And I am in that delicious and important place, roaring with
laughter, full of earth-praise.”

~ Mary Oliver

 

 

 

 

 

~ Image by Rosemary
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August

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“When the blackberries hang
swollen in the woods, in the brambles
nobody owns, I spend
all day among the high
branches, reaching
my ripped arms, thinking
of nothing, cramming
the black honey of summer
into my mouth; all day my body
accepts what it is. In the dark
creeks that run by there is
this thick paw of my life darting among
the black bells, the leaves; there is
this happy tongue.”

– Mary Oliver.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Art CHIE YOSHII
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