My November Guest My Sorrow, when she's here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; She loves the bare, the withered tree; She walked the sodden pasture lane. Her pleasure will not let me stay. She talks and I am fain to list: She's glad the birds … Continue reading The Poetry of and in November
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Natick, MA; Peabody Sisters; and Missing Books
Charles River in Natick A home in Natick. “What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.” ~Jane Austen Summer has come back with a vengeance here in our part of Texas after a cool, fall respite. Well, it hasn’t spread its 100+ temperatures around again—yet, but that tantalizing … Continue reading Natick, MA; Peabody Sisters; and Missing Books
Longfellow and Emerson as “Historians”
North Bridge in Concord, Massachusetts. Minute Man Monument dedicated in 1837 (far side). I readily admit it. I am a patriot. I do not pretend to be an historian but do enjoy American (United States) History. In particular, I relish the colonial and revolutionary periods as well as the early days of our republic. I … Continue reading Longfellow and Emerson as “Historians”
Autumn, Concord, and Transcendentalism
WALDEN POND Ah. Autumn is in the air, so, of course, I am sipping coffee and eating candy pumpkins. We’ve had rain of late and much cooler weather—no 100-degree temperatures in sight for at least a week now. When I think of autumn, I begin to think of the glories of New England where the … Continue reading Autumn, Concord, and Transcendentalism