Saturday, January 7, 2012

Summer Holidays

Summer Moods
~ John Clare

I love at eventide to walk alone
Down narrow lanes oerhung with dewy thorn
Where from the long grass underneath the snail
Jet black creeps out and sprouts his timid horn
I love to muse oer meadows newly mown
Where withering grass perfumes the sultry air
Where bees search round with sad and weary drone
In vain for flowers that bloomed but newly there
While in the juicey corn the hidden quail
Cries ‘wet my foot’ and hid as thoughts unborn
The fairy like and seldom-seen land rail
Utters ‘craik craik’ like voices underground
Right glad to meet the evenings dewy veil
And see the light fade into glooms around


Photo: Kent Street, Sydney heading towards The Observatory, January 2012. The Observatory.  Views from the quaint porch at the rear of The Observatory (with a glimpse of Sydney Harbour Bridge next to the second chimney on right).   This place is a hidden gem.  If we lived closer we would do the night-time viewings for sure.  They have a wonderful children's program.  We trudged up the hill to pay a visit and then sped back down to catch our train from St Martin's station. 


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