Here we are at yet another Friday and the last one in this firebreak. Goodness knows if this is the last of these lockdowns, but we shall have to see. They have certainly given us so many positive opportunities though we also know how hard they can be too! We have had quite a mix of weather both awful and delightful - all of which challenge our senses and our sense of wonderment.
Today, thanks to Sheila and Philip we are journeying to an Autumnal Dyffryn Gardens, so special to so many of us. This was filmed on 2.11.2016 and Philip has promised if Dyffryn reopens after this firebreak he and Sheila will make an updated tour for us, current and reflecting the times and weather. Thank you, but today we enjoy this one:
There is so much to delight in and we are so fortunate to see and feel and experience this tremendous show of colour and shape. I do love to see the form of the trees as the leaves drop and of course the amazing colours. I think even the scents of Autumn are powerful and evocative. It is the time of "sacred chemistry of change," above and below the ground.
There Came a Day - Ted Hughes
There came a day that caught the summer
Wrung its neck
Plucked it
And ate it.
Now what shall I do with the trees?
The day said, the day said.
Strip them bare, strip them bare.
Let´s see what is really there.
And what shall I do with the sun?
The day said, the day said.
Roll him away till he´s cold and small.
He´ll come back rested if he comes back at all.
And what shall I do with the birds?
The day said, the day said.
The birds I´ve frightened, let them flit,
I´ll hang out pork for the brave tomtit.
And what shall I do with the seed?
The day said, the day said.
Bury it deep, see what it´s worth.
See if it can stand the earth.
What shall I do with the people?
The day said, the day said.
Stuff them with apple and blackberry pie –
They´ll love me then till the day they die.
Then came this day and he was autumn.
His mouth was wide
And red as a sunset.
His tail was an icicle.
I don't know if I really like this poem but do like the imagery particularly in the final verse. I was lucky enough to meet Ted Hughes many years ago - a great poet!
Thank you yet again for so much today again Sheila and Philip. It has been a great power of good and leads us nicely towards the weekend.
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