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Children's voices in the orchard
Between the blossom- and the fruit-time:
Golden head, crimson head,
Between the green tip and the root.
Black wing, brown wing, hover over;
Twenty years and the spring is over;
To-day grieves, to-morrow grieves,
Cover me over, light-in-leaves;
Golden head, black wing,
Cling, swing,
Spring, sing,
Swing up into the apple-tree.
--T.S. Eliot
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Well, when your place is clean send him over to mine. We can keep him busy clear until Easter. Also, I showed my in-laws the glamour shots and the verdict is unanimous: Sam is a freaking GENIUS!
ReplyDeleteAwesome. We were vacuuming the needles from the deadest Christmas tree ever (I don't think it 'drank' at all) and I told Philip I was leaving a few to entertain Ben in a couple more months. :) 30 minutes...and just call it a learning activity: pincer-grasp practice. :)
ReplyDeletemore to the point, there is that much focus. And people think children don't have much of an attention span. I suppose that conclusion is drawn by people who are trying to get children to pay attention to what the adults think is interesting.
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