By John Clare
I hid my love when young till I
Couldn’t bear the buzzing of a fly;
I hid my love to my despite
Till I could not bear to look at light:
I dare not gaze upon her face
But left her memory in each place;
Where’er I saw a wild flower lie
I kissed and bade my love good-bye.
I met her in the greenest dells,
Where dewdrops pearl the wood bluebells;
The lost breeze kissed her bright blue eye,
The bee kissed and went singing by,
A sunbeam found a passage there,
A gold chain round her neck so fair;
As secret as the wild bee’s song
She lay there all the summer long.
I hid my love in field and town
Till e’en the breeze would knock me down;
The bees seemed singing ballads o’er,
The fly’s bass turned a lion’s roar;
And even silence found a tongue,
To haunt me all the summer long;
The riddle nature could not prove
Was nothing else but secret love.
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I had a nice Monday for a Monday, after moving some furniture around in Daniel's room (we are hoping to have both Daniel and Adam's rooms clear enough to walk through by the time they are both here). I met Kay for lunch at Tara Thai, walked around the lake to see the goslings, though I got no great photos because part of the walk is closed for construction, then when Paul came home we went out to get haircuts and get stuff at CVS.
Since we ran late, we had leftover Indian food for dinner. It's season finale season so we watched the hilarious and touching closer for Legends of Tomorrow and what might end up being the series finale if NBC doesn't do something for The Enemy Within, with A Discovery of Witches in between since we missed it when it aired. At least that is definitely continuing. Here are some photos of the high water at Great Falls over the last weekend:
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