"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. | |
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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. | |
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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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