Uploaded on September 24, 2011 As a fond mother, when the day is o’er,leads by the hand her little child […]
105/365: When Mother Reads Aloud
Uploaded on September 22, 2011 When Mother reads aloud, the pastSeems real as every day;I hear the tramp of armies […]
102/365: She Walks in Beauty
Uploaded on September 19, 2011 She walks in beauty, like the nightof cloudless climes and starry skies;and all that’s best […]
98/365: Too Much
Taken on September 15, 2011 Jonathan BlakeAte too much cake,He isn’t himself today;He’s tucked up in bedWith a feverish head,And […]
93/365: A Song of Greatness
Uploaded on September 10, 2011 When I hear the old menTelling of heroes,Telling of great deedsOf ancient days,When I hear […]
91/365: Beautiful
Uploaded on September 8, 2011 Beautiful faces are they that wearThe light of a pleasant spirit there;Beautiful hands are they […]
88/365: The Meditation of the Old Fisherman
Uploaded on September 5, 2011 You waves, though you dance by my feet like children at play,Though you glow and […]
86/365: Barter
Uploaded on September 3, 2011 Life has loveliness to sell,All beautiful and splendid things,Blue waves whitened on a cliff,Soaring fire […]
Contributions from Jack and Stella
The two of them joined me for some driveway drawing last week. The fox is Jack’s creation, and Stella made […]
81/365: The Strange Lady
Uploaded on August 29, 2011 …Away, into the forest depthsby pleasant paths they go,he with his rifle on his arm,the […]