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A bird and a poem ~ Little Egret.

A few weeks ago I couldn’t resist buying a little book of poetry from a book fair that I came across. The anthology is full of beautiful poems about…..birds. And each one is paired with a gorgeous illustration. The book is actually a collection of stunning avian art works that can all be found in The British Museum. It is therefore called The British Museum Birds and if you find a copy, I hope you will enjoy it as much as I do. 🙂

Anyway I thought it might be a nice idea to pair the poetry in the book with my own photographs on here occasionally. Though I am cheating a bit today as these pictures of a Little Egret were taken by my other half on our walk by the river Ribble on Saturday. I think its quite unusual to see egrets inland, but this one has been spotted here in Clitheroe a few times recently.

The illustration in the book is Egret On Willow In Snow , a hanging scroll painting on silk by Oda Kaisen ( 1785-1862).

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Snow

In the gloom of whiteness,

In the great silence of snow,

A child was sighing

And bitterly saying : ‘ Oh,

They have killed a white bird up there on her nest,

The down is fluttering from her breast!’

And still it fell through that dusky brightness

On the child crying for the bird in the snow.

Edward Thomas ( 1878-1917)

Little Egret. Photo Credit D Wilson.

Sorry the first poem I included is quite sad. But I hope you liked it anyway. X

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We dined on Quince.

When I saw a basket of Quinces in my local supermarket, I remembered my scrapbook of recipes cut out from magazines languishing on the book shelf. There is an easy peazy recipe in there for ‘ Quinces, baked in orange juice and honey’, so I thought ,a ha I will give it a go! The quince is lemon in colour( when ripe) and shaped like a pear. Autumn is the season to find them in the supermarket.

The quinces in the supermarket were green. In hindsight I now realise my fruit was no way near ripe….which could account for it being really hard to slice up and taking longer to cook. I bet the Owl and the pussy cat didn’t have that problem!

Baked quinces in honey.

280g honey
300ml orange or grapefruit juice.
6 quinces, peeled, cored and quartered.

Preheat the oven to 160°/gas 3. Mix honey with fruit juice.Place the quince quarters in an ovenproof dish and pour over the liquid so it covers them.Bake in the oven for two hours. Once cooled, serve with cream.

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The Owl and the pussy cat.

They dined on mince and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon.
And hand in hand ,on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon.

From the Owl and the pussycat by Edward Lear.

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Was quite a nice pudding. Have you ever made anything using this seasonal fruit?

Fall, leaves, fall

Today ( October 2nd) is National poetry day in the UK. As Autumn is taking hold , what better way to celebrate than with pictures of the seasons changing colours and a poem by Emily Bronte.

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Fall,leaves, fall; die,flowers,away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
Emily Bronte.

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Still, I am quite enjoying our Indian Summer. Loving the oranges and pink flower hues in the castle park.

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Do you know any Autumn poems?

To The Small Celandine.

As you know my blog is named after a cheerful sunshiney flower that splashes its golden colour around woodlands,fields,hedgerows and gardens as soon as Spring arrives.In fact the pretty star-like celandine is one of the first signs of spring,usually appearing from as early as February.

The Humble Celandine.
The Humble Celandine.

This year Spring has been a little hesitant in arriving …..but now seems to be blossoming.Just like the comely carpet of celandines below.:)
Dancing Daffs on a carpet of celandines.
Dancing Daffs on a carpet of celandines.

Here is a poem I found by William Wordsworth.

To The Small Celandine.

Pansies,Lillies,Kingcups,Daisies,
Let them live upon their praises;
Long as there’s a sun that sets
Primroses will have their glory;
Long as there are Violets,
They will have a place in story:
There’s a flower that shall be mine,

Tis the little Celandine.

Wordsworth wrote two other poems featuring the sunny celandine.And the flower can also be spied in c s Lewis, The Lion,the Witch and the wardrobe.:)
What is your favourite Spring flower?

This post is part of The Blog Every Day in May challenge on Rosalilium.