Thursday, November 1, 2007

Persephone's Garden has Frosted Over!

Persephone, the Dark Goddess of the Underworld and harbinger of Spring has taken to stern reflection and now can be found reading Gerard Manley Hopkins:

Margaret, are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?




We terriers just don't DO the mortality-thing!

Leaves, like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! as the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;


Gimme a break! No wonder you humans get so morbid in the fall!



Still, Persephone's Garden has been touched by the breath of Hades.



Little has been left untouched!



Perhaps the best response to the incipient presence of Winter is to nap through it...



Sephie sure loved her flowers. This is most regrettable!



You can feel the presence of cold things everywhere. New England is going to sleep.



Wow--no wonder those girls get so depressed! It's time to play with my squeaky-football and lick a few humans. Oh, the joy!

Cheers,

Buster

2 comments:

Molly and Taffy said...

Metaphysical poets, all heavy stuff to us. Have to say we prefer chasing the falling leaves, we cavort around the garden like a pair of maniacs.

Molly and Taffy

Harry said...

What a shame Jack Frost did that to the flowers. It's still so mild here, very odd.

Toodle pip,
Harry x