Comments on: Fireside Fancies

By: Lanier Ivester

Lanier Ivester — Wed, 26 Oct 2005 20:30:53 +0000

And so I will seek the moon’s own land,
A silver girl on silver sands
And (dance??) for her delight…

Something like that comes wafting enticingly back to me. No, it’s not in my Beautiful Book for some reason…I can’t imagine why. Horrible oversight! Maybe I could get a copy from you on Wednesday if I ask very sweetly?

By: Rebekah

Rebekah — Wed, 26 Oct 2005 18:25:26 +0000

She is definitly one of my favorites. The other poem is “Moon Maid”…I’m sure you have a copy in your Beautiful Book.

By: Lanier Ivester

Lanier Ivester — Wed, 26 Oct 2005 02:20:53 +0000

I haven’t thought of Dorothea MacKeller in an age…what was that lovely one you used to read to us at Jekyll? And what a perfect, perfect poem…thank you so much for sharing it, dearest of Rebekahs.

By: Rebekah

Rebekah — Wed, 26 Oct 2005 00:11:42 +0000

Made me think of this…..

…And so the mellow day flows on to dusk
And lovliness that grows
From skies of mauve and rose
While fragrant smoke plumes lie
Subtle as memory.

Curled round our hears in this jewelled air,
Risen from the pulsing fire
Many hued like desire.
Overhead, stars blaze white,
Superb in frosty night.

This is the kindliest season of the year.
The sun’s gold arrows all
Have lost their barbs: thick fall
The berries ripe, and still
The birds may have their fill.

Now peace and pleanteousness have spread their wings
After the blessed rains
On Autumn’s hills and plains:
We too give thanks and bless
This southland’s graciousness.
Dorthea Mackeller

Many blessings on your autumn season. Have a great weekend.

By: Lanier Ivester

Lanier Ivester — Mon, 24 Oct 2005 21:44:41 +0000

Oh, yes, there was a fire that night…I remember it well. And we closed the door behind you two when you left and I looked at Philip and said, “Hmmm…’Aunt Edie’…yes, I believe she’s the one!”

By: Michael and Edie

Michael and Edie — Mon, 24 Oct 2005 21:30:11 +0000

Oh, and this Friday night is the one year anniversary of when we came by your house and Edie got to meet the two of you, and we sat in the upstairs den and I believe there was a fire.

By: Michael and Edie

Michael and Edie — Mon, 24 Oct 2005 21:25:52 +0000

Last night, we were sitting in front of the fire (not the first one of the season for us – it must be colder in Decatur than Smyrna, at least when you run the air conditioner for a couple of hours before guests arrive) when Mom called and alerted us that you had posted a new entry here and that we had been mentioned. So we read it in front of the fire. This past week we have built a fire every night except one. Sunday we had one going all day long. These were the first that we have built in the house. Having a fire going in the living room has completely changed the nature of the room – a room, in which we have hitherto scarcely taken repose, suddenly becomes the center of the house and we are reluctant to leave it.