“When as a child I laughed and wept,
Time crept.
When as a youth I waxed more bold,
Time strolled.
When I became a full-grown man,
Time RAN.
When older still I daily grew,
Time FLEW.
Soon I shall find, in passing on,
Time gone.
O Christ! wilt Thou have saved me then?
Amen. “
Henry Twells (1823-1900), British rhymester. "Time's Paces," quoted in Alan L. Mackay, The Harvest of a Quiet Eye (1977). Poem fixed to the front of the clock-case in the North Transept of Chester Cathedral.
TIME: 6:38 PM
PLACE: The front yard
SUBJECT: Chrysanthemum
So where did the summer go? I walked outside this evening and I found that some leaves have already fallen from our Capital Pear tree onto the mum planted below. The mum has begun its fall bloom. I know it is the day after Labor Day, but geesh, you’d think that the seasons wouldn’t turn so quickly. I swear, didn’t it used to be more gradual? Time is flying. And the older I get, the faster it goes. HH tells me that it gets quicker every year. Great – I don’t have enough time now to do everything I need to and he’s telling me I’ll have even less time in the future! Not what I need to hear.
4 comments:
Loved your quote and your rant!! That is the way I feel, a lot! And I will be 79 years old mid-Oct. This isn't the way I envisioned my last years here on earth. But I am enjoying it. Make certain you do to. Lovely shot.
Love the color of the mum!
I hope we don't go straight into winter anytime soon. Summer didn't seem like summer this year at all.
Take care
What a pretty mum! SO true, about how times goes faster all the time!
Iona - I've always said that getting older sure beats the alternative! ;)
SaraG - You're right, it was a cool, quick summer here. It didn't seem like summer most of the time.
Mari - It's flying! Can you believe that we are almost 3/4 of the way through this 365 Project?
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