Crikey, we are nearly at the half way point of the year! It does not seem possible does it?
As usual I am using the Sara Coleridge poem.
The Months
As usual I am using the Sara Coleridge poem.
The Months
January brings the snow,
makes our feet and fingers glow.
February brings the rain,
thaws the frozen lake again.
March brings breezes loud and shrill,
stirs the dancing daffodil.
April brings the primrose sweet,
scatters daisies at our feet.
May brings flocks of pretty lambs,
skipping by their fleecy dams.
June brings tulips, lilies, roses,
fills the children's hand with posies.
Hot July brings cooling showers,
apricots and gillyflowers.
August brings the sheaves of corn,
then the harvest home is borne.
Warm September brings the fruit,
sportsmen then begin to shoot.
Fresh October brings the pheasants,
then to gather nuts is pleasant.
Dull November brings the blast,
then the leaves are whirling fast.
Chill December brings the sleet,
blazing fire, and christmas treat.
What a glorious day you had at Woolacombe!!
ReplyDeleteFlowers are certainly around in our garden now since we got back from holiday :)
Lovely photos Jenny. Can't believe I'm first to post!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos Jen. Between my birthday and my parents, I don't have a second. On our way to Bath to see David today. Will post photos on my blog soon. Love to all, xxx
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos! BRAVO!
ReplyDeletePlease give the layout / s / !
HUGS,
Borqna
Thank you ladies :) You are kind.
ReplyDeleteI will get on with the layouts!