Good Night!

WHEN the bright lamp is carried in,
The sunless hours again begin; 
O’er all without, in field and lane, 
The haunted night returns again. 

Now we behold the embers flee
About the firelit hearth; and see 
Our pictures painted as we pass, 
Like pictures, on the window-glass. 

Must we to bed indeed? 
Well, then,
Let us arise and go like men, 
And face with an undaunted tread
The long black passage up to bed. 

Farewell, O brother, sister, sire! 
O pleasant party round the fire! 
The songs you sing, the tales you tell,
Till far to-morrow, fare ye well!

From “A Child’s Garden of Verses” by Robert Louis Stevenson.


Text & image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook


#EnchantingRaysofPurple . . . . Rhythms of the Holy Week

Photo credit: Purple Flowers

The Owl

IN the hollow tree, in the old gray tower
The spectral owl doth dwell; 
Dull, hated, despised, in the sunshine hour,
But at dusk he ’s abroad and well! 

Not a bird of the forest e’er mates with him
All mock him outright by day; 
But at night, when the woods grow still and dim,
The boldest will shrink away! 

O, when the night falls, and roosts the fowl,
Then, then, is the reign of the hornèd owl
And the owl hath a bride, who is fond and bold
And loveth the wood’s deep gloom; 

And, with eyes like the shine of the moonstone cold,
She awaiteth her ghastly groom; 
Not a feather she moves, not a carol she sings
As she waits in her tree so still; 

But when her heart heareth his flapping wings,
She hoots out her welcome shrill! 
O, when the moon shines, and dogs do howl,
Then, then, is the joy of the hornèd owl!

Mourn not for the owl, nor his gloomy plight!
The owl hath his share of good: 
If a prisoner he be in the broad daylight,
He is lord in the dark greenwood! 

Nor lonely the bird, nor his ghastly mate
They are each unto each a pride; 
Thrice fonder, perhaps, since a strange, dark fate
Hath rent them from all beside! 

So, when the night falls, and dogs do howl,
Sing, ho! for the reign of the hornèd owl
We know not alway 
Who are kings by day, 
But the king of the night is the bold brown owl!

By Bryan Waller Procter

Artist Cheryl Baker.

Text & image source: Snowwolfs Woodland Nook

#GoodMorning with . . . . ‘Armani’

One of the darkest, reddest peonies ever grown! ‘Armani’ has intricately ruffled petals creating a tasteful, sophisticated look. Give Armani a sunny spot, keep the soil moist but well-drained, and enjoy decades of garden beauty!


Text & image Credit: Wayside Gardens

New Moon Blessings!

Aries New Moon on April 5th brings us positive and creative energy. The perfect time to begin new everything – relationships, endeavors, travels and new life, is during the first two weeks of the new moon cycle. Manifest your intentions into reality, enjoy a fresh start and leave your fears behind.

Photo by Luis Argerich.( A 2 days old moon seen after sunset.)
Text & image source: Rivers in the Ocean