“And traveller’s joy beguiles in autumn
Hearts that have lost their own”.
A. E. Housman ~ Tell me not here – It needs not saying
wild clematis is feathering the hedgerows still yards of parachute silken seedheads whitening winter before snowfall it gladdens the hearts of travellers they say* those who tread tarmac, the homeward homeless your dying has changed all direction and I'm struggling to my feet - again
*Clematis vitalba – wild clematis with many local names including traveller’s joy, old man’s beard and hedge feathers
A personally apposite and timely prompt from De for this week’s quadrille: Change
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