"O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained
With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit
Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st rest,
And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe;
And all the daughters of the year shall dance!
Sing now the lusty song of fruit and flowers.
- William Blake, To Autumn, 1783
Dress: Guess,thrifted - Blouse:thrifted - Vest: Mossimo - Hat:thrifted - Vintage pin: gift - Rubber Boots: JCrew, thrifted.
My bag: gift from Hubby, filled with book, small purse, and umbrella ( I didn't need after all )
Hi, Honey, Miss You and Love you <3
With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit
Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st rest,
