The month of November, per Edith Holden’s “Country Diary of an Edwardian Lady”…
The ninth month of the old Roman year, which began with March. The 11th of November was held to mark the beginning of Winder. The Anglo-Saxon name for November was ‘Blot-monath’, (Blood-month the latter name probably alluding to the custom of slaughtering cattle about Martinmas for winter consumption.
And from the collection of poetry Ms. Holden has been kind enough to share with us…
If there’s ice in November that will bear a duck,
There’ll be nothing after, but sludge & muck.’
Ok, so maybe that doesn’t count as fancy-schmancy muse poetry, but its fun!
Whereforth cometh the inspiration to wax poetic? Garden Bloggers’ Muse Day, where Carolyn Choi of Sweet Home and Garden Chicago has invited bloggers to share our favorite poems, songs, verses and quotes about gardening on the first of the month. Carolyn has left Chicagoland and her blog to follow her heart to North Carolina. Thanks to Carolyn for her inspiration.
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