Oh, to be in England |
Now that April's there, |
And whoever wakes in England |
Sees, some morning, unaware, |
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf |
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, |
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough |
In England - now! |
And after April, when May follows, |
And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows! |
Hark, where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge |
Leans to the field and scatters on the clover |
Blossoms and dewdrops - at the bent spray's edge - |
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, |
Lest you should think he never could recapture |
The first fine careless rapture! |
And though the fields look rough with hoary dew |
All will be gay when noontide wakes anew |
The buttercups, the little children's dower |
- Far brighter than this gaudy melon-flower! Robert Browning |
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Home Thoughts from Abroad
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Exhibition Alert
Oh là là I cannot wait to see this! 'High Kicks & Low Life: Toulouse-Lautrec prints' beginning this Friday, May 14th (also my birth date). The Walker Art Gallery, Liverpool, is hosting an exhibition by the artist Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, featuring prints that show the glamour and style of 19th century Parisian theatre and daily life.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Fashion Fancy
Its rare that I spot something in a shop that I love, yet this colourful and quaint little range recently caught my eye and I can actually say I love it all. Ladybird brooches, fringed clogs, pastel-sugar colours, birdy-prints... so pretty, so British, super nice. I'll take one of everything please. N.W.3 thumbs up from CC.
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