Monday, December 13, 2010






No hawk hangs over in this air:
The urgent snow is everywhere.
The wing adroiter than a sail
Must lean away from such a gale,
Abandoning its straight intent,
Or else expose tough ligament
And tender flesh to what before
Meant dampened feathers, nothing more.
Forceless upon our backs there fall
Infrequent flakes hexagonal,
Devised in many a curious style
To charm our safety for a while,
Where close to earth like mice we go
Under the horizontal snow.


Edna St. Vincent Millay











photos:  Willow Manor, December 12, 2010

50 comments:

  1. Love the poem. So far we see Red Tail Hawks, but no snow. How lucky you are to get it so early. Happy Holidays.

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  2. Your neck of the woods is beautiful. A winter wonderland!

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  3. And more snow is on the way! It's supposed to stay below freezing through the holidays, so it looks like we will have a white Christmas at Willow Manor!

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  4. You captured the mystique of snow in these picts, what beauty, as is the pairing with the Millay poem. After wandering around Edinburgh in drifts for 5 days earlier this week, I can't say I love snow, but I did gain a deeper appreciation for it.

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  5. no snow here in New Hampshire...not yet, but oh how it is raining.

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  6. amazing photos, paired with perfect words

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  7. Great photos and a super poem. Thankyou.

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  8. How wondrous, love the b&w , the poem.
    We are awaiting our first real storm, but so far today it's been pouring .

    soon enough.

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  9. Nice images and words, Tess. We're promised more of the white stuff, later in the week. It may well hang around for the big day.

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  10. Waaaaaaaah! I want that snow! (Any cheese to go with my whine?)

    Gorgeous shots, Tess.

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  11. Willow,
    Simply
    Beautiful.
    Oh, and elegant too!
    rel

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  12. Dear Willow, A beautiful poem which has captured the quiet stillness of a landscape clothed in snow. How magical your garden looks under its white duvet!!

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  13. Truly a winter wonderland. Perfect poem as well.

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  14. The poem and your pics, are really nice. That "urgent snow", seems brilliant to me, nice choice.

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  15. Exquisite words and images!

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  16. oh man willow and edna and wintry woods. soft bliss! steven

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  17. Oh how dreamy...the poem and the photos!!

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  18. Beautiful photos! And Edna wonderful, as always.

    We too are covered in snow.

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  19. A lovely poem , most evocatively illustrating your winter wonderland.
    Stay warm in those woolly socks my friend.

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  20. Arija, the woolly socks are on. Followed up with woolly slippers!

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  21. Thanks for sharing a Willow Winter WOnderland! Simply beautiful, my dear! :) The Bach
    Lord Thomas of Wellington
    ps... we are in the midst of a winter snowstorm ourselves.. be careful!

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  22. Edna St. Vincent Millay's poem a master craft creation: Your photos: More beautiful than words...

    Rick

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  23. God, that's so beautiful. All of it.

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  24. Beautiful picture. LOTS of snow.

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  25. your neck of the woods is beautiful--we are getting lots of rain --the cold will come tomorrow--hope you made something yummy, put on your best woolly socks and enjoyed a good book or movie--cheers!

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  26. I love that last picture...absolutely beautiful. It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas : )

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  27. A Peregrine Falcon dropped by for a brief visit a few days ago. Major panic in the yard, particularly around our bird feeder. Came to naught for the Falcon.

    Your place looks much like the bush close to our spot. Snowing again tonight, -17°C (wind chill -28°C, or -18°F). A bit fresh outside tonight, but very cozy inside. White Christmas, indeed.

    Enjoyed the poem.

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  28. Ah, Edna is the best, isn't she? I never tire of her elegant expressions. Your photos to go with are elegant, too.

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  29. Oh, man--you guys have gotten pummelled already, and I hear more is on the way. It's pretty, but I hope you're stocked up and can stay hunkered down! Lovely, Tess.

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  30. Oh, this is the time of year when snow is wonderful, comforting and beautiful because we are not yet tired of it. Gorgeous photos, and I loved the Millay. Your snowstorm has brightened a day full of rain. Thank you!

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  31. Willow T,

    Edna understands.


    Trulyfool

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  32. Beautiful photos! We had snow around Thanksgiving but it's been raining and melting. I hope we have a little more, just for Christmas. That last photo is amazing, peaceful yet moody at the same time.

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  33. There is such calm and peace in the last photo of tree and patio and chairs and table. Serenity is in my life now as never before and things like photos that depict peace are even more meaningful to me.

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  34. That photo of Willow Manor is just plain magical!!

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  35. GORGEOUS photos, and words!
    1st shot is a stunner.

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  36. Very atmospheric renderings of snow in words and pictures, Tess.

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  37. What beautiful and haunting images, very foreign to me. We were looking for some shade to park the car in yesterday because it was a bit too warm outside.

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  38. We had escaped the storm until last night. Not quite as much as the midwest, but a lovely dusting that rings in the season. Wonderful poem and great photos.

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  39. lovely poem and your shots of the manor are beautiful!

    now snow here in CT, yet...

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  40. Tess -- I like the drama you create using the black and white photos of your snow and water droplets. Also, your new header is beautiful -- barbara

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  41. Thank you! This is perfect, timely. Two woolly socks UP.

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  42. Your photos are full of magic!

    I thought of you last evening .. music from the 30's and 40's was featured during our public TV pledge drive show. The best of times .... the best of music.

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  43. A light dusting is all Springfield displays. However, I think with the cold we are having more could be on the way. Your photos are worthy a calendar or Christmas card and the poem is the perfect accompaniment.

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  44. You really HAVE got snow. It's making news here. I love the photo overlooking the table and chairs.

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  45. gorgeous !!

    all of it xo S & les Gang

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  46. stunning words and oh so evocative images.......always a pleasure to drop by the manor, ms. kincaid!

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  47. As much as I dislike snow here
    on the many hills of home,
    seeing it through your eyes,
    one does appreciate the beauty.
    Happy that you have you white
    blanket of joy at last. And for
    sure, not having to commute
    to work in the stuff, I can
    appreciate the esthetics
    somewhat more this year.

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