by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Out of the bosom of the Air.
Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare,
Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
Silent and soft and slow
Descends the snow.
Even as our cloudy fancies take
Suddenly shape in some divine expression,
Even as the troubled heart doth make
In the white countenance confession,
The troubled sky reveals
The grief it feels
This is the poem of the air,
Slowly in silent syllables recorded;
This is the secret of despair,
Long in its cloudy bosom hoarded,
Now whispered and revealed
To wood and field. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882
I spent the transformation into the New Year at a wonderful tranquil, heavenly place in Oregon , a place my best friend just happens to live. We got up at dawn and walked 4 miles in this beautiful wonderland she calls home!
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I love old things! I’ve been collecting Vintage and antiques since I was practically a kid! I love researching the Edwardian era. … I am so… sentimental and concerned with things of the past…my family and friends cease to talk to me at times. I love period movies: Horseman on the Roof, Wuthering Heights, The Woodlanders, Tess of the d’Urbervilles, Bleak house, and John Adams. My favorite actress is Juliette Binoche, in the movie Chocolat. I know it’s just a movie but, I feel if people would act that kind the world would be a better place to live.
I am on a constant mission to discover treasures; I love one-of-a-kind items, no one else has. Because I buy too much, occasionally I sell my items; Vintage prom, purses, antiques and incredible Edwardian jewelry. Originally I started this blog for myself, my little space to keep all my research notes, price realized and my photo creations. It seems there is more to this blog now, hopefully you can feel my love for the past.
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