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.
