Cardigan

 Dear reader,

 

The Wind in the Willows is almost every bodies favourite book and story.  It certainly is mine.  Wouldn't it be lovely fun to visit Mole in his underground house full of sardine tins and dust. But so wonderfully cosy and endearing. And then Mr Toad was a character wasn't he?  I am not sure that he isn't a bit like Donald Trump, full of threats and arrogance.  Still I feel fond of him.  Ratty of course was wonderful, witty and sensible and protected Mr. Mole who was less so, but sweet and lovable.  Their adventures were edge of the chair especially in the Wild Wood.  Well if you didn't read the book do go out and buy a copy.  it should entrance you.

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I had a horrible infection which is only just going.  I sometimes think that the pills to help get rid of it are worse that the infection its self.  Getting old is such a bugger, as King George V might have said.

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From Dorothy Wordsworth     April 29th   1802   Westmorland

A beautiful morning - the sun shone and all was pleasant.  William lay, and I lay, in the trench under the fence- he with his eyes shut, and listening to the waterfalls and the birds.   There was one waterfall above another - and it was a sound of waters in the air - the voice of the air.   William heard me breathing and rustling now and then, but we both lay still, and unseen by one another; he thought that it would be as sweet thus to lie so in the grave, to her the peaceful sounds of the earth, and just to know that our dear friends were near. 

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Cardigan

 

Why is it that it makes

me feel safe?

 

I ease myself into it

do all the buttons up,

am encased in warmth

and love and security,

it envelops and hugs me,

the cardigan is my shell.

 

What is it about my cardigan

that makes me think of

honey sandwiches,

daisies in a china vase,

a curled up dog in basket,

doves cooing on the roof,

Ratty, Mole and Badger

and possibly Mr. Toad?

 

The cardigan is safety,

reminds me of nanny,

her ponds face cream

her lavender water

her loving arms and

her kisses.

 

Cardigan, the forever garment of love.

 

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With very best wishes, Patricia