…Look! what a lovely posy we have made
From the wild garden of the waning year.
So when, dear love, your summer is decayed,
Beauty more touching than is clustered here
Will linger in your life, and I shall cling
Closely as now, nor ask if it be Spring
Sunday Sayings: Title and some lines of poetry from Alfred Austin’s “An Answer” alongside this photo of a clematis seedhead from my garden
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What a great capture, Laura. That Clematis 🥹
Thanks for the post. It is a great Sunday indeed 🤗
thank you Selma – I find these so evocative of the years end and the metaphor of life!
You’re so right. Very evocative. I love that photographic eye of yours. I find relevance in your photos always.
Beautiful words.
a poet I did not know before even though one of our Poet Laureates in Victorian times but yes a lovely poem – the full poem is here
Thank you, Laura
As touching as your clematis seedhead lingering beauty. Happy Sunday!
thank you Marina – it seems like the last of autumn too yesterday since a wintry blast has taken hold here now
So evocative–I see so many different things inside of it. (K)
that’s interesting Kerfe – it is so photogenic