THE HONEY SUCKLE IS IN BLOOM

 

 Fair flower, that dost so comely grow,
Hid in this silent, dull retreat,
Untouched thy honied blossoms blow,
Unseen thy little branches greet;...No roving foot shall crush thee here,
...No busy hand provoke a tear.

By Nature's self in white arrayed,
She bade thee shun the vulgar eye,
And planted here the gaurdian shade,
And sent soft waters murmuring by;
...Thus quietly thy summer goes,
...Thy days declinging to repose.

Smit with those charms, that must decay,
I grieve to see your future doom;
They died--nor were those flowers more gay,
The flowers that did in Eden bloom;
...Unpitying frosts, and Autumn's power
...Shall leave no vestige of this flower.

From morning suns and evenign dews
At first thy little being came:
If nothing once, you nothing lose,
For when you die you are the same;
...The space between, is but an hour

~ Philip Freneau

I mentioned it the other day so

when I was working in the yard

and smelled that sweet perfume

blow across the yard I  remembered.

This has to be one of the easiest,

rewarding items I have ever prepared.

I have already had a sampling in

a cup of tea and tomorrow there

are plans to try the cordial in

a biscuit batter. I would like

to see if I can hot water bath it

in small jars to put in baskets

during the Christmas season,

a sweet bit of sunshine on a cold

winter's day.

 

Are there honey suckle where you

live?

 

Oh, and I wanted to let you know

Vibeke  of A butterfly in my hair

is hosting a Snail mail swap, it

sounds like fun and I thought you

might like to sign up too.