How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December’s bareness every where!
And yet this time remov’d was summer’s time;
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow’d wombs after their lords’ decease:
Yet this abundant issue seem’d to me
But hope of orphans and unfather’d fruit;
For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute:
Or, if they sing, ’tis with so dull a cheer,
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter’s near.
W.Shakespeare. Sonnet XCVII
There are always alternatives for those who refuse to go traditional, you’ve just got to see them and take a chance when he’s falling into your hands. I spent my Christmas on a date with Master Will…I wish, I have, of course, but we can only get what we can get. So I went to Startford-Upon-Avon on Christmas. Just to walk around, no particular purpose. It was wonderful. And I must say that among all the cities I’ve seen during Christmas time, Startford by far has got the most beautiful decorations. I can imagine if there was a snow, the place would’ve been like a scene from Christmas Tale. Alas, it wasn’t White Christmas, yet still there was certain magic in the air. I went with friends and they have kindly shared pictures that they took with their camera (Thank you!)
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December’s bareness every where!
And yet this time remov’d was summer’s time;
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow’d wombs after their lords’ decease:
Yet this abundant issue seem’d to me
But hope of orphans and unfather’d fruit;
For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute:
Or, if they sing, ’tis with so dull a cheer,
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter’s near.
W.Shakespeare. Sonnet XCVII
There are always alternatives for those who refuse to go traditional, you’ve just got to see them and take a chance when he’s falling into your hands. I spent my Christmas on a date with Master Will…I wish, I have, of course, but we can only get what we can get. So I went to Startford-Upon-Avon on Christmas. Just to walk around, no particular purpose. It was wonderful. And I must say that among all the cities I’ve seen during Christmas time, Startford by far has got the most beautiful decorations. I can imagine if there was a snow, the place would’ve been like a scene from Christmas Tale. Alas, it wasn’t White Christmas, yet still there was certain magic in the air. I went with friends and they have kindly shared pictures that they took with their camera (Thank you!)