The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty Swans.
W.B.Yeats
Spinner, Weaver, Dreamer
Tuesday, 4 October 2011
"Swan Lake"
Fall afternoons, so short and haunting. A serene sight this past weekend...trumpeter swans enjoying a leisurely outing.
The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty Swans.
W.B.Yeats
The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty Swans.
W.B.Yeats
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