Sunday, 7 March 2010

Squirreling away Lace Bobbins


I wish I knew how to use the lace bobbins I have.
I found them in one of my squirrel hide aways in the cottage.
There are many squirrel corners in here.
Surprising as it may seem to some of Soggibottom readers.
To others it comes as no surprise at all.
Squirrels of the world unite.

I love the poem Leisure by William Henry Davies.
It's one of the poems that you always remember the first line.
Then your mind goes blank. Well, alright mine goes blank.

For all that never remember the rest of the poem, here it is.

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to seem in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care We have no time to stand and stare.


For Allie, as I remember commenting on one of her posts and couldn't remember the verse

Also for Amie's good friend TWEEDLES. .

If you haven't met Tweedles yet you can find him by clicking on the above link. If you haven't met Tweedles...you don't know what you are missing. Make sure you take something tasty in your pocket.

13 comments:

Полина said...

I KNOW THIS RHYME! Wow, isn't it a small world! And how do you use lace bobbins?

Caroline B said...

Pretty bobbins - lace always looks totally incomprehensible to me and I am in awe of anyone that makes it.
Lovely to read the whole poem - I seem to remember my mother reciting it all. She was a BA in English so knew these things!

WendyCarole said...

Daughter did a bit of lace making when she was younger. She had a kit for Christmas one year.

I learnt the poem at primary school, WH Davies lived in my hometown for a while.

Heckety said...

I love that poem, and I never remember after the first line either! I wouldn't even have come up with the author! It does say exactly what we need to hear about taking our time and enjoying things though, doesn't it? Thank you!

Heckety said...

PS Many years ago I tried lace making and discovered it was NOT for me- too slow, too fiddly, too hard to remember where you are in the pattern, too easy to make awful mistakes, and too tempting for little bro to play with the bobbins and tangle the lot!

Judith said...

Try looking it up on google, there is sure to be a video on how to make lace. Maybe you will enjoy it.
I know this poem too. but would have only got the first two lines.

Shelley said...

First time I've read that poem and I love it! ALso enjoyed looking at the photos on your side bar of Ami Soto! :-)Beautiful~!

Tweedles -- that's me said...

I was soooo honored to see my name!
Jeepers!
I love this poem. I have never heard it before . Do you know what my favorite part is? I bet you can guess. I love about the stars and the cows!
O will remember it all-forever and ever.
I think the birdies would like to use those spools in their bird nests- especially if they have yarn on them.
(Thank you for the cookies from your cookie jar)
love
tweedles

Bunny said...

Oh I love that poem, it's one of my favourites.

Allie said...

I love that poem Midge, not sure if I ever heard the whole thing before - thank you sweetie!
I love squirrel corners - my grandma had lots, and I loved her little cottage so much. I think I would feel right at home at Soggibottom.

I wish I knew how to make lace too!

Micki said...

I love that poem too...so pretty. I also admire you for making lace, and what lovely bobbins they are.
Micki

WoolenSails said...

Wonderful poem.
Love the photos of the town, think the roads were made for bikes, not cars;)

Debbie

Carol Lawecki said...

Lovely poem!!

Great bobbins. I'm sure you could find on line tutorials on how to do bobbin lace. You could make the most delicate lace.