Friday, May 15, 2009


Those hours, that with gentle work did frame
The lovely gaze where every eye doth dwell,
Will play the tyrants to the very same
And that unfair which fairly doth excel:
For never-resting time leads summer on
To hideous winter and confounds him there;
Sap cheque'd with frost and lusty leaves quite gone,
Beauty o'ersnow'd and bareness every where:
Then, were not summer's distillation left,
A liquid prisoner pent in walls of glass,
Beauty's effect with beauty were bereft,
Nor it nor no remembrance what it was:
But flowers distill'd though they with winter meet,
Leese but their show; their substance still lives sweet.

Shakespeare Sonnet #5


blackbird said...

I love the fall- it is my favorite season. And now, with your photos, I can enjoy it twice a year. Thank you.

willow said...

This is beautiful. Autumn is my very favorite season.

Ladybug said...

I love Autumn too. We went away for the weekend and have just got home. Thankfully we had some rain and it's still quite chilly. Everything looks dank and shabby; I must get outside and rake the leaves, time to pull some weeds and a tidy up in general, won't take much. At least I've got the energy when it's cool.

Rouchswalwe said...

Frost warnings in effect here in the Midwest north of the Equator ... Ahh, my Irises, my Irises!