Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee,
Whether summer clothe the general earth
With greeness, or the redbreast sit and sing
Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch
Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch
Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall
Heard only in the trances of the blast,
Or if the secret ministry of frost
Shall hang them up in silent icicles,
Quietly shining to the quiet Moon.

Friday, September 01, 2006

Daisy Lupin's Page 123

I decided to follow this suggestion on Daisy Lupin's blog just for fun - apparently you open the nearest book at page 123, go to the 5th sentence then write out the next three sentences. This is what I got -

It is a beautiful sound and a beautiful feeling to be out in woodland with the moon shining bright and casting the shadows of branches and tree trunks. It is amazing what you can see in a wood at night, under a full moon. In Dorset Gordon loved watching the fallow deer in moonlight with his friend Dennis Furnell, and hearing that beautiful accompaniment of the tawny owl.

The book is Beningfield's Vanishing Songbirds and the sound that's mentioned is the hooting of the tawny owl. Gordon Beningfield was an artist and conservationist who sadly died a few years ago while still comparatively young. This book was co-edited by his wife and an old friend. I hope I'm not infringing any copyright with this scan of one of his paintings from the book. If I am I'll remove it of course.


Janet said...

This was a fun little book thing, wasn't it? Yours was much more interesting than mine! I like the picture of the owl and I doubt that you will have any problems as you gave credit for the original book where it came from.

I hope you have a pleasant weekend.

Remiman said...

Goodmorning Rowan,
This blogging can become addicting, do you agree?
I do enjoy your visits ;-)
The next adventure? You'll have to keep checking. lol
The owl is quite nicely done.

Yes, I know it's post lunch at your place.

Tea & Margaritas in My Garden said...

I had fun doing it too, after I finally finding out what I was supposed to do LOL I`ve never heard of a meme before.
That`s a pretty painting of the owl.
I`ve seen pictures of Dorset and it looks like a beautiful place.


Daisy Lupin said...

I love the painting of the owl. Owls are another of my favourite birds, sometimes when I lie in bed at night with the window open I can hear the hooting of an owl. I think I like owls because of the Wise Owl in Little Grey Rabbit books.

sjg:o)) >^..^<>^..^<>^..^ said...

I serendipitously ran across your wonderful blog while googling for "Circle of the Year" looking for a graphic illustration of same. Fancy your post should show a picture of an Owl, as my Blogger blog is called "Notes from the Owl Underground" -- a reference to Athene cunicularia, the burrowing owl of the Central Plains of the United States, including Texas where I live. I'm definitely going to have to book mark your blog for when I have the time to indulge myself in a good long read -- next weekend maybe? or some morning after work . . . what a delightful prospect to look forward to!

Thanks for opening this window into your world and allowing me to fly halfway around the world in an instant to have a look into what your life is like.