Monday, April 29

CLIPPING:  FEBRUARY 16, 2012 ! The Sachem

THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 16, 2012

THE WIND
by Emily Dickinson

Of all the sounds despatched abroad,
There's not a charge to me
Like that old measure in the boughs
That phraseless melody

The wind does, working like a hand
Whose fingers brush the sky,
Then quiver down, with tufts of tune
Permitted gods and me.

When winds go round and round in bands,
And thrum upon the door,
And birds take places overhead,
To bear them orchestra,

I crave him grace, of summer boughs,
If such an outcast be,
He never heard that fleshless chant
Rise solemn in the tree,

As if some caravan of sound
On deserts, in the sky,
Had broken rank,
Then knit, and passed
In seamless company.

(Photo:  Dunnville Golf On the Grand. lbw)

Happy Birthday Precious Becca Boo!  April 28



The Gatehouse



Things to See and Do ~ www.ruthvenpark.ca

THE ROBIN
by Emily Dickinson

THE robin is the one
That interrupts the morn
With hurried, few, express reports
When March is scarcely on.

The robin is the one
That overflows the noon
With her cherubic quantity,
As April but begun.

The robin is the one
That speechless from her nest
Submits that home and certainty
And sanctity are best.

~ Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886) American poet.

www.ruthvenpark.ca (Photo:  A single dwelling remaining in the ghost-town of Indiana, Haldimand County)

You asked ~

Site of Former St. Lawrence Resin

Fishcarrier Street Cayuga

Photos:  lbw

"We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure.  There is no end to the adventures we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open."

~ Jawaharlal Nehru (Nov., 1889 - May, 1964) first Prime Minister of independent India.

Photo:  www.ruthvenpark.ca , Indiana, Spring 2012 lbw