Thursday, 15 November 2012

A Foggy November Day

 A blanket of fog has covered the land, obscuring the horses,

 dulling the sounds.

Who would know there was an orchard beyond the skeletal plant?

The water laden air brings it's own beauty as it clings to cobwebs that sparkle despite the lack of light.

A few wizened apples cling to the bare branches.

No sun - no moon!
No morn - no noon -
No dawn - no dusk - no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member -
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds -


By Thomas Hood 1799- 1845


  1. I have been out photographing the damp vegetation this morning too. Your choice of poem made me smile because I used it on 17th November last year when the weather was quite different.

  2. Very seasonal and lovely photographs. xxx

  3. Sue the weather was v. different in your post, I haven't seen a butterfly for ages.
    Thank you Diane.

  4. Beautiful photographs and poem, and very evocative of a November morning