New-grown green
At the precocious signal of spring, I see new-grown green peeping all about. And isn't that a sweet scene, sitting...
The lovable vigour of weeds
Yes, I know what he means. I'm becoming increasingly tolerant of weeds and have started protecting and even nurturing some....
Rain-glazed grass
This makes me think of the freshness after a downpour, the drops glistening on the pointed leaves of the lawn....
Enchanting woods and beautiful trees
The detail, delicacy and richness of Dorothy Wordsworth's descriptions of nature are worthy of Thoreau (whose journal I am now...
The moon shone upon the water below
I liked this expansive moon-scape and the detail of Wordworth keeping his curtains open to see it.
'The...
The impatient shout of a thrush
A few years ago I noted Keats' delight in a thrush in his garden, and so found a kindred...
I shall teach the boy…
The Countess of Gormenghast ponders her personal curriculum for her newborn son, after despatching him to a régime of...
Dun-coloured flax
I eat flaxseed and have seen blonde hair described as 'flaxen', but in reading this I realize I have never...
What was Nature thinking of?
Another of Thoreau's amazing fungus finds, only this one comes back to haunt him. Installed in his house it reeks...
A visitation from a minor god
The past is a place which enriches me in almost all I do, and I love travelling there as much...
Fresh-ploughed field
Another line of poetry-in-prose in Dorothy's journal. I was struck by the sea described as a basin full to the...
Sea-like sound
I like the description of a sound in the trees resembling the sea; land and water confounded.
'There...
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