Monday, October 18, 2021

Thought of the week - Responsibility

Greetings all!

Here is an inspiring thought for the upcoming week (from http://www.deeshan.com). 

Of course, some things are not in our control. But in general, can we focus on the the positive? Can we choose how to react to what happens to us? Can we choose to create harmony and not difficulties? Our choice is our responsibility.

Hope you have a great week! Drop me a line!

Monday, October 11, 2021

Season of Mists and Mellow Fruitfulness

Greetings all!

Do you love this “Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness”? This is how English poet John Keats referred to autumn. Hot days give way to cooler weather, leaves change color and fall, and there is a hint of melancholy in the air and in our mood.

As I was enjoying looking at the pictures of autumn around the world, I could not help but research a couple of interesting tidbits about the season! 

Why do leaves change color? Reddish or yellow is actually the natural pigmentation in leaves but during the spring and summer when there is more sunlight, leaves get overpowered with chlorophyll which turns them green. So as days grow shorter, there is less sunlight and less chlorophyll. Also strong red or purple color is actually sugar content from sap trapped in the leaves.

Were you ever curious why in some parts of the world this season is called fall and in others autumn? Read on!

According to Merriam-Webster, “Autumn and fall are used interchangeably as words for the season between summer and winter. Both are used in American and British English, but fall occurs more often in American English. Autumn is considered the more formal name for the season.” 

Did you know that before the 1300s, this season was referred to harvest, which was probably rather confusing! Then the Latin word autumnus came into the English language, and poets sang praises to "the fall of the leaves" - later shortened to fall.

Both autumn and fall were born in Britain and as the British Empire expanded, the English Language was traveling to the far-flung places. In my travel-obsessed mind, I have the image of a language packing a carry-on with all the words and grammar rules and embarking on an adventure!

Fast forward to the American Revolutionary War with the United States gaining independence from Great Britain – and the resulting divergence of some of the language. Isn’t it fascinating?!

Regardless of whether you call this season autumn or fall (or something less!), it is a beautiful time of the year.



Rakotzbrücke Devil’s Bridge, Germany (image from SmarTours)

Plitvice Lakes National Park, Croatia (image from SmarTours)

Lapland, Finland (image from SmarTours)

Scottish Highlands, United Kingdom (image from SmarTours)

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Monday, October 4, 2021

Poetry Of Departures [Poem of the Week]

Sometimes you hear, fifth-hand,
As epitaph:
He chucked up everything
And just cleared off,
And always the voice will sound
Certain you approve
This audacious, purifying,
Elemental move.

And they are right, I think.
We all hate home
And having to be there:
I detest my room,
It's specially-chosen junk,
The good books, the good bed,
And my life, in perfect order:
So to hear it said

He walked out on the whole crowd
Leaves me flushed and stirred,
Like Then she undid her dress
Or Take that you bastard;
Surely I can, if he did?
And that helps me to stay
Sober and industrious.
But I'd go today,

Yes, swagger the nut-strewn roads,
Crouch in the fo'c'sle
Stubbly with goodness, if
It weren't so artificial,
Such a deliberate step backwards
To create an object:
Books; china; a life
Reprehensibly perfect.