“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 and cows”
I learnt the lines of this poem by W. H. Davies at school and although at the time it was little more than a barely comprehensible (but necessary) chore, the words have not left me and now rather too often spring to mind!
This month I have certainly been doing a lot of ‘staring’...drinking in the shapes, textures and colours of autumn leaves as they fade from tints of yellow, gold and crimson into sombre browns.
The collected leaves will reward me again next spring by which time they will have decomposed into precious leaf mould for mulching newly emerging shoots and foliage.
And...guess what...I can already see the first tips of summer snowflakes.
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