'Such a morning it is when love
leans through geranium windows
and calls with a cockerel's tongue.
When red-haired girls scamper like roses
over the rain-green grass;
and the sun drips honey.
When hedgerows grow venerable,
berries dry black as blood,
and holes suck in their bees.
Such a morning it is when mice
run whispering from the church,
dragging dropped ears of harvest.
When the partridge draws back his spring
and shoots like a buzzing arrow
over grained and mahogany fields.
When no table is bare,
and no beast dry,
and the tramp feeds on ribs of rabbit.'
-Day of these days by Laurie Lee-
It has been ages since i've blogged- too many night's out and reckless behaviour. Cutting straight to the point, I haven't felt like myself in a while, and only recently have I begun to remember the things that are most important to me. Must start painting again. Today was a beautiful day to enjoy the sun, so we ventured off to Elvaston castle for fun and mischief. Oh and a picnic. Thought I would share some pictures..
All my love x
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