Silver
"Slowly, silently now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon
This way and that, she peers and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees......."
Walter de la Mare
Your lovely photo brought the poem to mind brook. A
perfect illustration of it! We learnt the poem in primary school and I have never forgotten it! It has been especially beautiful this week. I think someone said it's a Wolf Moon.
What to do with immigrants? - ask Shakespeare
Reducing contact because my heart just isn't in it.
"Old fashioned" expressions that young people have never heard.



as that is what I should be doing.


