Wednesday, 23 March 2011

Kind hearts of the summer

Summer SunGreat is the sun, and wide he goes
Through empty heaven with repose;
And in the blue and glowing days
More thick than rain he showers his rays.

Though closer still the blinds we pull
To keep the shady parlour cool,
Yet he will find a chink or two
To slip his golden fingers through.

The dusty attic spider-clad
He, through the keyhole, maketh glad;
And through the broken edge of tiles
Into the laddered hay-loft smiles.

Meantime his golden face around
He bares to all the garden ground,
And sheds a warm and glittering look
Among the ivy's inmost nook.

Above the hills, along the blue,
Round the bright air with footing true,
To please the child, to paint the rose, 

The gardener of the World, he goes.

By Robert Stevenson

Here, i am rocking a vintage white blouse, black high waisted skinny jeans, bowler hat and wedge shoes. (white blouse will be for sale)

Joe is wearing a vintage patchwork wool jumper
                                                     Same outfit as before, just with a vintage grandma cardigan which will be listed soon and up for grabs!

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Peace out
Kind hearts & coronets <3

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