~ When snow falls, nature listens ~ Antoinette van Kleef

~ Sit in reverie, and watch the changing colour of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind ~
Henry Wadsworth




~ My age is as a lusty winter, frosty but kindly ~ William Shakespeare

~ Nature alone is antique and the oldest art a mushroom ~
Thomas Carlyle

~ If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes ~
Charles Lindbergh

~ Pluck not the wayside flower, It is the travelers dower ~
William Allingham

~A throne is only a bench covered in velvet ~
Napoleon Bonaparte

My world this week, weather was cooling down but now is very wet and windy, some evenings the fire has been lit, darker evenings are here, hot meals to plan, a wet dog to dry, watching the landscape reappear as they harvest the maize.

Wishing you all a warm and comfy sofa to sit on rather than a park bench.