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"Then summer fades and passes and October comes. We'll smell smoke then, and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a sense of sadness and departure."
Thomas Wolfe
Thomas Wolfe
Het herfstgevoel komt dichterbij, er zweven blaadjes door de lucht, de wind neemt toe en spinnen komen binnen in huis. De ochtenden zijn koel, de namiddagen kunnen nog warm zijn en het is tijd om afscheid te nemen van de zomer. Een goede reden om een weggevertje te hebben. Deze originele geschilderde heldergekleurde vlinder kan van jou zijn!
A feeling of autumn is approaching, leaves are floating through the air, the wind is rising and spiders are entering the house. The mornings are chilly, the afternoons can still be warm and it's about time to say goodbye to summer. A good reason to have a giveaway. This original small painting of a brightly colored butterfly could be yours!
A feeling of autumn is approaching, leaves are floating through the air, the wind is rising and spiders are entering the house. The mornings are chilly, the afternoons can still be warm and it's about time to say goodbye to summer. A good reason to have a giveaway. This original small painting of a brightly colored butterfly could be yours!
Iedereen kan meedoen! Om in aanmerking te komen laat je me een kort bericht na vóór vrijdag 30 september over wat jouw gevoelens zijn over de herfst. Ik zal een willekeurig briefje trekken uit de hoed en de naam van de gelukkige winnaar hier meedelen op zaterdag 1 oktober.
Anyone can participate! In order to be considered, simply leave me a short message by Friday, September 30th about what your feelings are about autumn. I will pick a name out of a hat at random and will announce the winner right here on Saturday, October 1st. Good luck!
Anyone can participate! In order to be considered, simply leave me a short message by Friday, September 30th about what your feelings are about autumn. I will pick a name out of a hat at random and will announce the winner right here on Saturday, October 1st. Good luck!
Die elke herfst zijn blaren
Loslaat zonder angst
Mia
Lie(f)s.
Herfst betekent rust, stilstaan, beschouwen, mijmeren.
Herfst nodigt uit om dankbaar te verwijlen bij wat nu is...
avvolgerti in un caldo bozzolo
aprire un libro, fare un respiro,
chiudere il mondo fuori
e iniziare a volare.
Autumn is bring your favourite blanket
wrap yourself in a warm cocoon
open a book, take a breath,
shut out the world
and start flying.
<3
I do love Mary Oliver's poetry, I think she captures something about the 'death' of autumn and uses it as a great metaphor for meaning in life, using one's time wisely. Anyway - I don't trust Bing to translate it, I hope you can still enjoy it in English.
When Death Comes
When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse
to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox
when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,
I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering:
what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?
And therefore I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,
and I look upon time as no more than an idea,
and I consider eternity as another possibility,
and I think of each life as a flower, as common
as a field daisy, and as singular,
and each name a comfortable music in the mouth,
tending, as all music does, toward silence,
and each body a lion of courage, and something
precious to the earth.
When it's over, I want to say all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
When it's over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.
I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.
-Mary Oliver