Showing posts with label Oliver Wendell Holmes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Oliver Wendell Holmes. Show all posts

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Autumn Already?

The foliage has been losing its freshness through the month of August, and here and there a yellow leaf shows itself like the first gray hair amidst the locks of a beauty who has seen one season too many.  ~Oliver Wendell Holmes

Hints of orange and red have been present here since some time in late August. Perhaps fall is anxious to get started, anxious to show off her colours for the rest of the world to see. Why is it we refer to the seasons as she? Is it because the seasons are part of Mother Nature?

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Ditch Trout?

Memory is a net: one that finds it full of fish when he takes it from the brook, but a dozen miles of water have run through it without sticking. ~~Oliver Wendell Holmes



If lake trout are found in lakes, and brook trout in brooks, what do we call trout that were found in a ditch?