Flower No More (281/365)

 
“Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.”

Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892), British poet. The Princess (l. 164-168). . . Tennyson; a Selected Edition. Christopher Ricks, ed. (1989) University of California Press.

TIME:  6:16 PM
PLACE:  Front yard
SUBJECT:  Dried, dead flower

Autumn is my favorite season ~ I love the colors, the cool, crisp air, the celebrations of Halloween and Thanksgiving ~ but Autumn also brings out the melancholy in me.  Autumn days seem to bring about more reminiscing than any of the other seasons do.  The death of the plants, flowers and the leaves on the trees very much reminds me of my own mortality.  I think about how we are not here on this earth for a long period of time and how stuff I think is very important really does not amount to much in the grand scheme of things.  No matter what happens in my life, the earth will still turn; the sun will still rise in the east and set in the west and the cycle of the seasons will still continue.

Time Marches On (238/365)

 
“the clock
Beats out the little lives of men.”
 
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892), British poet. In Memoriam A. H. H., Fr. II, l. 7-8) . . Tennyson; a Selected Edition. Christopher Ricks, ed. (1989) University of California Press.

TIME:  9:14 PM
PLACE:  Living Room
SUBJECT:  Baby Ben alarm clock

My big thrift score for the day…a vintage Baby Ben wind up alarm clock.  A mere quarter was paid to the Senior Citizen’s thrift store and it was mine.  I love hearing the “tick, tock, tick, tock” and the kids got a kick out of hearing the ringing alarm.  Oh, how I love digging through boxes hoping to find treasures at bargain prices.  All in all, I spent $2.25 for two grocery sacks full of goodness.  In addition to the clock, I also scored some vintage Christmas items and quite possibly the best ornament ever for the “Ugly Ornament Exchange” – it is so simplistic in its design, yet so unique.  I’d love to take a picture, but I need to keep it a surprise for the annual tradition.  It won’t be long, the way time is flying, the holidays will be here before I know it.