Burying nuts in grass

Seeing Squizzer like this reminded me of William Davies' poem "Leisure" which I have printed and hanging on one of my cupboards in the kitchen with a picture of a singing robin to accompany it.

Here is the poem. I hope you like it as much as I do.

Leisure
WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

You have probably guessed that I love poetry and write a bit myself but I thought I would share this one with you.

Thanks for all your kind comments and Favs. It is always much appreciated.

[Phil Sandford]

I haven’t seen a squirrel in my garden for about four weeks; which is really disappointing as I’ve been looking up recipes

[mittens (Marilyn)]

Cute capture.

[gloria jones]

Great capture

[carol white]

A lovely capture. I love poetry, too and this is a very true poem. Fav!! 😀

[Pam Knowler]

Lovely Rosie - I love that poem too! How is your poetry/ photography book coming along? Now may be the perfect time to complete it!

[Peter]

Lovely image well spotted Rosie:)

[Shepherdman]

Nice shot. I only knew the first few lines of this poem

[Elisabeth Sæter]

Lovely shot

[wendy frost]

Great capture and have always loved that poem

[Rick]

Great shot.

[Denise Wood]

FAVtastic ;)

[Rosie Kind]

@pamknowler It’s all ready really but I just need to find a trustworthy publisher

[Monica]

Lovely!