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What’s not to like about that selection? Something for everyone, I say. My usual musings around holiday time, ‘for me [primarily] or for you for anyone or of course for no one to make what you or he will of them.’ (Remember Fern Hill? Then you should like these words about poetry from which the quote is … Continue reading
Stepped right off the bus into the gutter, didn’t you? Or rather a vole hole. I mean, er holes where voles live. If you recall, I mentioned back in March that a few of us had volunteered to collect data on wildlife around the Fens. Subsequently, we prevailed upon our Easter dinner guests to trudge out … Continue reading
Just saw a blog about nightjars (and cuckoos, not ricks), and it immediately brought me back….. Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green, The night above the dingle starry, Time let me hail and climb … Continue reading
My Latin Notebook 