Evening Gravel: Great Rolls of Rubber
"... Mere dreams, mere dreams! Yet Homer had not sung
Had he not found it certain beyond dreams
That out of life's own self-delight had sprung
The abounding glittering jet; though now it seems
As if some marvellous empty sea-shell flung
Out of the obscure dark of the rich streams,
And not a fountain, were the symbol which
Shadows the inherited glory of the rich ..." (W. B, Yeats Ancestral Houses)
Another evening's golden sky.
And glancing down at moments stop
The tiniest of petaled surprise;
Sprung from dry and dusty burden,
A richness for my eye.
though true trees are few and far between, there are large shrubs which can take on the form of trees such as (I believe) Elderberry. even the Lemonadeberry can grow so large that i have stopped from time to time, to consider from a distance
seeing those great rolls of rubber does make me wonder how often the belts need to be changed - it seems like a task and a half
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