Cayuga-on-the-Grand

Photos:  March 25, 2012




William Wordsworth, English poet, founder of the Romantic movement, may be best known for his poem, I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud.

His work often reflected his love of nature.  The following ~ one of my favourites.

 Lines Written In Early Spring.

I heard a thousand blended notes,

While in a grove I sate reclined,

In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts

Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

To her fair works did Nature link

The human soul that through me ran;

And much it grieved my heart to think

What man has made of man.

Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,

The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;

and 'tis my faith that every flower

Enjoys the air it breathes.

The birds around me hopped and prayed,

Their thoughts I cannot measure ~

But the least motion which they made,

It seemed a thrill of pleasure.

The budding twigs spread out their fan,

To catch the breezy air;

And I must think, do all I can,

That there was pleasure there.



If this belief from heaven be sent,

If such be Nature's holy plan,

Have I not reason to lament

What man has made of man?

~ Wm. Wordsworth, British poet (b. April 7, 1770 - d. April 23, 1850)





Community Information Meeting  Thursday, April 5, 12:00 p.m.* over the lunch hour.

The 2nd Annual Day of 1000 Canoes coming up on Saturday, June 23.

Please join us for the Open-House Information Meeting at The Neat Little Bookshop, Cayuga. 

* Note the change in time from earlier posting.  Organizers have scheduled this over the lunch hour rather than evening.
Photo:  Pirates on The Grand. Credit http://www.1000canoes.com/

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Author Cheryl MacDonald  ~ A Lady who is the Pride of Our Local Historical Circles.

Cheryl has been writing historical non-fiction for ~ I am guessing ~ forty years.  I leave it up to the reader to decide whether the general population of Canadian women, specifically women in Haldimand, Ontario, are any different than women in highly publicized, high-profile cities of the world.

http://www.heronwoodent.ca/

Cheryl's books are available at The Neat Little Bookshop.  They are not all about murder. For more fascinating topics please visit her website.

A great story about Samuel Clemens ~ 

In order to apply for the post of reporter-at-large on the Territorial Enterprise, Samuel Clemens walked 130 miles to Virginia City in Nevada Territory.  He arrived at the newspaper's offices one hot afternoon in August, a dust-covered, weary stranger in a slouch hat, with a revolver slung on his belt, and a roll of blankets on his back.  He wore a blue woolen shirt and dusty trousers tucked into his boots.  Dropping into a chair, he announced, "My starboard leg seems to be unshipped.  I'd like about one hundred yards of line; I think I am falling to pieces."  He added, "My name is Clemens, and I've come to write for the paper."

(Albert Bigelow Paine commented, "It was the master of the world's widest estate come to claim his kingdom.")

Authors, take heart ~

When Mark Twain was an impoverished young reporter in Virginia City, he was walking along the street one day with a cigar box under his arm.  He encountered a wealthy lady he knew who said to him reproachfully, "You promised me that you would give up smoking."
"Madam," replied Twain, "this box does not contain cigars.  I'm just moving."

Excerpts from THE LITTLE, BROWN BOOK OF Anecdotes, Clifton Fadiman, 1985.

Too Cute Not to Post ~  This is Benjamin in the big truck.

Cayuga-on-the-Grand

Photos:  Summer 2011 lbwalker