Drift Softly

A filbert hedge with wild briar overtwined,

And clumps of woodbine taking the soft wind

Upon their summer thrones; there too should be

The frequent chequer of a youngling tree,

That with a score of light green brethren shoots

From the quaint mossiness of aged roots:

Round which is heard a spring-head of clear waters

Babbling so wildly of its lovely daughters

The spreading blue-bells: it may haply mourn

That such fair clusters should be rudely torn

From their fresh beds, and scattered thoughtlessly

By infant hands, left on the path to die.

 

 

John Keats, via 1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Outfit:

Vintage 1970s does 1840s Prairie Settler/ Edwardian maxi dress: from Ebay.

Cotton Parasol: from Ebay

Nude Pumps: very old from New Look

Straw Hat, just seen: from a charity shop

 

 

The Soundtrack

Espers: Flowery Noontide   

 

 

All photographs taken by me, using the self timer on my little camera, in our garden this Springtime.

 

 

I was thrilled to receive your kind comments on my special Summer Mermaid post; particularly what you had to say about the poem, as it's the first I've written in a very long time. Thank you, lovely people, you're the BEST!

 

 

 I am delighted to be a part of the next Visible Monday, hosted by the lovely Patti from Not Dead Yet Style, click on the website link to see her outfit and those of many others.