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| Intersection Cayuga Street at Talbot (Hwy #3) |
Monday, August 12, 2013
THE BUTTERFLY'S DAY.
FROM cocoon forth a butterfly
As lady from her door
Emerged ~ a summer afternoon ~
Repairing everywhere,
Without design, that I could trace,
Except to stray abroad
On miscellaneous enterprise
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| Photo: lbw |
The clovers understood.
Her pretty parasol was seen
Contracting in a field
Where men made hay, then struggling hard
With an opposing cloud,
Where parties, phantom as herself,
To Nowhere seemed to go
In purposeless circumference,
As 't were a tropic show.
And notwithstanding bee that worked,
And flower that zealous blew,
This audience of idleness
Disdained them, from the sky,
Till sundown crept, a steady tide,
And men that made the hay,
And afternoon, and butterfly,
Extinguished in its sea.
~ Emily Dickinson, Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson, Chatham River Press, 1986.
REMINDER FRIENDS: August Third Thursday, 15th at 1:00 p.m., Poems & Poets, a round-table sharing favourite poems. Everyone welcome. Every third Thursday of the month an informal reading of poetry or prose ~ or sometimes a Fascinating Personality of literature or other.
Labels:
Poetry,
Readings,
The Neat Little Bookshop
Sunday, August 11, 2013
Yesterday we witnessed a motorcycle roar past the bookshop door on the sidewalk ~ we can only guess ~ to escape the traffic. The construction of the new bridge, the restriction to 30 Km. speed limit, the narrow lanes and the improvements in progress along the highway, all trying drivers' patience.
Last week a friend's vehicle was t-boned and rolled at the intersection beside Foodland. Unimaginable in a small village where traffic normally moves slowly and orderly. Our friend hung upside down dangling in her seatbelt for forty minutes while a passerby kept pressure on her arm where she had an injured artery. She had to be cut from her vehicle.
Last week a friend's vehicle was t-boned and rolled at the intersection beside Foodland. Unimaginable in a small village where traffic normally moves slowly and orderly. Our friend hung upside down dangling in her seatbelt for forty minutes while a passerby kept pressure on her arm where she had an injured artery. She had to be cut from her vehicle.
Saturday, August 10, 2013
Haldimand Stewardship & Woodlot Owners Association
HALDIMAND STEWARDSHIP COUNCIL planted their 250,000th tree this summer. The youngest tree-planter at the annual canoe festival was two-and-a-half year old Thomas Widdis of Kitchener. Assisting were his grandmother, Colleen Armstrong of Brantford and his mom, Melissa Widdis.
Great photos courtesy of Stewardship member Art Lyall. Thank you, Art.
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