Autumn’s sighing, Moaning, dying; Clouds are flying On like steeds; While their shadows O’er the meadows Walk like widows Deck’d in weeds. ‘Autumn’s Sighing’ by American poet Thomas Buchanan Read (1822-1872).
I have a trash basket in every room in my house, and a 5-gallon “trash” bucket in every garden room of my garden. I like decorative buckets–green ones or beige ones that blend into the landscape, sort of. One bucket in the white garden; one bucket in the vegetable garden; one bucket in the backdoorRead more about Trash Bucket in the Garden[…]