Posted by: gdevi | February 26, 2010

Loveliest of Trees, the Cherry Now

Read about the artist who almost died in the gutter here.

Another snow day off for us; it has been snowing non-stop since yesterday night. I am elated with two windfall days off though it has really messed up my reading schedules for the classes; but I graded two sets of papers and watched a movie with Daya. I have successfully turned Daya on to grits — I love grits — Krish and Dayani didn’t — but today I made her try some from my bowl and she loved it.  Grits with honey; delicious!

Here is a beautiful poem for the day.

Loveliest of Trees, the Cherry Now

A. E. Housman (1859-1936)

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now

Is hung with bloom along the bough,

And stands about the woodland ride

Wearing white for Eastertide.

Now, of my threescore years and ten,

Twenty will not come again,

And take from seventy springs a score,

It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in bloom

Fifty springs are little room,

About the woodlands I will go

To see the cherry hung with snow.

Quiggley Rescue Unit Update: So at 5 in the evening, Quiggley bolted out of Elijah’s front door — they were all getting ready to go out to eat. It has been snowing non-stop here since thursday and the plows have not gone through yet and we are all sunk deep in a foot or more of snow. Elijah’s dad, mum, sister Caitlin, Krish, and Daya — I had to stay home; I had things on the stove plus Sally and Jesse saw Q out in the streets and were breaking our door wanting to get out — the rescue unit went after Quiggley. Quiggley had a blast–he first ran into the insane neighbor’s yard–we all thought they might come out and shoot Q and waited with bated breath, Elijah’s dad standing out by the curb saying quietly come on Quiggley come on boy, quietly now–and Quiggley bounced out of that yard like a polar bear cub and ran into Rick’s yard — then from there shot like a bullet into the woods behind Sally’s house. We saw that and thought that’s it he is gonna freeze to death. I saw everyone creep down the icy slopes into the woods in knee-deep snow behind Sally’s house where apparently Elijah’s dad and Krish started to corner Quiggley from two sides while Caitlin and Elijah’s mum cornered him from the front everybody enticing him with juicy juicy milkbone treats. Come on Quiggley, they gently entranced Quiggley into coming nearer and nearer without bolting. And then Quiggley jumped over Krish jumped over Elijah’s dad jumped over Elijah’s mum, jumped over and turned a few high bounces and then fell down with his paws in the air. He reminds me of Tigger in Winnie-the-Pooh. Very bouncy. I had finished cooking by then and like the police in Indian movies I joined them when they had finally caught Quiggley and brought him out of the woods. He was still very bouncy; Elijah’s dad could barely hold him. He could smell Sally and Jesse on me so he jumped over my head and tried to knock me down. Anyway everyone had a great workout inside this gentle blizzard thanks to one bouncy dog!

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