Wednesday, September 14, 2011

"What Say You, Miss Woodhouse?"

"What say you to the new blog look?" ;)
I was tired (already) of the generic raspberry, and I saw this background and knew it had me written all over it. :) I think it's rather pretty...what about you? Now I shall leave you with a Vagabond Song!

A Vagabond Song  
 Bliss Carman
THERE is something in the autumn that is native to my blood— 
Touch of manner, hint of mood; 
And my heart is like a rhyme, 
With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time. 
The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry        
Of bugles going by. 
And my lonely spirit thrills 
To see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills. 
There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir; 
We must rise and follow her, 
When from every hill of flame 
She calls and calls each vagabond by name. 

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