Thursday, 7 August 2008


frail petticoats in white
a truth hidden a year too long
those sheets turning grey in the deep summer rain
and time slowing to stop by the mosses and the hawthorn in bloom.

Hawthorn in the house, brings in death.- Old Irish superstition.
Chemically the hawthorn flower is said to have the same scent as a decaying body, and so this more than likely gave rise to this belief. However in parts of England hawthorne is said to bring fertility and will protect a child if placed in its crib, I find this disturbing...
The hawthorn has long since gone over here, I got a few photos before it did, however not enough of them, the same with the queen-annes-lace, from tuesdays' post, I'll just have to make do.

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