“Caterpillar” by Christina Rossetti

Were you a caterpillar kid? I know I was. Growing up in Michigan, I loved finding “wooly worms” in the fall. Their black and orange stripes stood out boldly against the dry, brown leaves, and I couldn’t wait to hold them, coiled up into…

Lord of Late Summer: A Poem

While I may be a little sad that summer is coming to a close, there’s still so much to rejoice in. I was reminded of this on a bike ride through the woods a few weeks ago. Creation’s symphony reaches a crescendo in late summer, and I tried to capture a few stanzas myself.
(Ten points to Gryffindor if you take note of the musical motif throughout the poem!)
I hope you celebrate the close of this beautiful season with as much gusto as a grasshopper. And that’s saying quite a bit.