Because I am on the road, and "out of Pocket", what I am referring you to is a beautiful holiday post from my friend, Macrina. She has a special gift for finding peace and hope in everyday life!

I am at my daughter's home and am having a wonderful Christmas. I hope you have a wonderful week, too!

I requested 5 more words..... these are from Gemma. They are,"Venus, luminous, moonlit, pearl, fawn". As it is that spooky, frightful, scary time of year, I thought this was perfect *---

"Like Venus, she emerges from the luminous, moonlit mist.
The Moon is a pearl at her throat.
She is an October fawn."
[art print by artist
David Stoupakis]

* Autumn can mean it's time for a macabre costume as well as homey and delicious like pumpkin bread!

If you would like 5 words, just leave a comment and request your 5!

A lovely surprise in the mailbox today!
This is a poetry booklet from Imelda of Greenishlady blogfame!
I left a comment a few weeks ago and Imelda sent this lovely booklet and card to me. When I picked it up, it opened to a poem in the center called "Seeing Dylan".
Imelda, you captured the experience very well....we saw Bob Dylan here a couple of years ago! I am going to take to book to my sunny backporch/sunroom and enjoy it!
Thank-you so much!

My contribution to Daisy Lupin's "Poems we loved as children"....

What is Pink?

by Christina Rossetti

What is pink? a rose is pink

By the fountain's brink.

What is red? a poppy's red

In its barley bed.

What is blue? the sky is blue

Where the clouds float thro'.

What is white? a swan is white

Sailing in the light.

What is yellow? pears are yellow,

Rich and ripe and mellow.

What is green? the grass is green,

With small flowers between.

What is violet? clouds are violet

In the summer twilight.

What is orange? why, an orange,

Just an orange!

Looking back, I realize just how much I have always loved color! (And there is

a pear again, in her visualization and description of lovely things to paint!)

"I must gather knots of flowers and buds and garlands gay..."

(art doll by Charity's Dolls...not by Lila!)

The May Queen
Alfred Tennyson
YOU must wake and call me early, call me early, mother dear;To-morrow ’ill be the happiest time of all the glad New-year;Of all the glad New-year, mother, the maddest merriest day,For I’m to be Queen o’ the May, mother, I’m to be Queen o’ the May.
There’s many a black, black eye, they say, but none so bright as mine;There’s Margaret and Mary, there’s Kate and Caroline;But none so fair as little Alice in all the land they say,So I’m to be Queen o’ the May, mother, I’m to be Queen o’ the May.
I sleep so sound all night, mother, that I shall never wake,If you do not call me loud when the day begins to break;But I must gather knots of flowers, and buds and garlands gay,For I’m to be Queen o’ the May, mother, I’m to be Queen o’ the May.