things of beauty

There ought to be gardens for all months in the year,
in which, severally, things of beauty,
may be then in season.


Sir Francis Bacon

out of the blue XX

New Year

AMBROSIA wishes all friends a HAPPY NEW YEAR

Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul
and sings the tune without the words
and never stops...at all.


Emily Dickinson

Christmas Greetings

Heap on the wood! - the wind is chill
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep our Christmas merry still.
...
Sir Walter Scott


Wishing visitors and friends a happy and peaceful Christmas

nothingness

Earth, mountains, rivers - hidden in this nothingness.
In this nothingness - earth, mountains, rivers revealed.
Spring flowers, winter snows:
There's no being or non-being, nor denial itself.


Saisho

from the winter garden

Come said the wind to the leaves one day,
Come o're the meadows and we will play.
Put on your dresses scarlet and gold,
For summer is gone and the days grow cold.


A children's song of the 1880's

december rose

Oh, this is he joy of the rose;
That it blows,
and goes.


Willa Cather

fog in november

Fog in November, trees have no heads,
Streams only sound, walls suddenly stop
Half-way up hills, the ghost of a man spreads
Dung on dead fields for next year's crop.
I cannot see my hand before my face,
My body does not seem to be my own,
The world becomes a far-off, foreign place,
People are strangers, houses silent, unknown.


Leonard Clark - Fog in November

out of the blue XIX

the cloud

I saw two clouds at morning
Tinged by the rising sun,
And in the dawn they floated on
and mingled into one.


John Gardiner Calkins Brainard

starlight

In the rain the pavement shines like silver
all lights are misty in the river,
in the darkness, the trees are full of starlight
...
On my own * Les Miserables

appointed time

"There is an appointed time for everything.
And there is a time for every event under heaven
A time to give birth, and a time to die;
A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted."


Ecclesiastes, 3:1-2

delicious autumn

"Delicious autumn!
My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns."


George Eliot

out of the blue XVIII

perfumes

"Perfumes are the feelings of flowers"
Heinrich Heine

the light

They give birth astride of a grave,
the light gleams an instant,
then it's night once more.


Samuel Beckett

september

" By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
with summer's best of weather
and Autumn's best of cheer " 


Helen Hunt Jackson, September

eternity

Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.


Khalil Gibran

the river

De Linge (By Leerdam)


I do not know much about gods;
But I think that the river 
is a strong brown god - sullen, untamed and intractable.


T.S.Eliot  "Four Quartets" in The Dry Salvages

late summer

"A late summer garden has a tranquility found no other time of the year".


William Longgood