“Where dips the rocky
highlandOf Sleuth Wood in the lake,
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water rats;
There we've hid our faery vats,
Full of berrys
And of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.”
-W.B. Yeats, excerpt “Stolen Child”
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Oh, how I wish I had some raspberry bushes! I do at least have a pear and apple tree I discovered the other day on the edge of the woods.
ReplyDeleteMmm; raspberry bushes would be nice. We are going cherry- and raspberry-picking Saturday, followed by a trip to the beach for swimming and lunch. :)
ReplyDeleteSounds like fun! I think around here there's only peaches and blueberries. But those are quite delicious of course.
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