Although we cling to the last of the summer, the Autumn equinox seems a good day to acknowledge the turning of the season, so in John Clare’s words:
Sweet Autumn I thee hail with welcome
But we have a few hot days left before the leaves start to fall, like yesterday, and these late summer days have brought an extravagant flowering everywhere, including on the pots. I had intended this month’s pots to be a bit more autumnal, but somehow they’re covered in flowers among the early Worcesters:
The text on this one is by Ben Jonson:
Then hath thy Orchard fruit, thy Garden flowers
Fresh as the air, and new as are the hours.
I like to make flower jars that look just as good empty, providing a reminder of the midsummer profusion even when filled only with the idea of flowers:
The morning glory jar on the left has a lovely text by John Clare:
Round field hedge now flowers in full glory twine
And the fruit bowls muddle the plums and damsons up with blue-eyed grass and larkspur:
The text on this one’s by Dryden:
Green fields and songful groves and flowers and fruit
and it’s decorated with blue-eyed grass and cornflowers for the green fields, larkspur for the songful groves, lavender (of course) for the flowers and plums and damsons for the fruit.
Perhaps by the time next month’s pots come out I’ll have accepted the idea of Autumn, and it will ‘come laden home with apples’ (Boethius, translated by Helen Waddell) – there’s always cider to consider, after all.
The Earth is making merry, and so I think must I
(Marbod of Rennes, translated by Helen Waddell)
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