Yet Another day off

Yep I got myself another day off of work. :)
So What am I doing right now? I am Finally drawing and listening to Celine Dion, like I said I was going to do in the last post but somehow time got away from me.

I was reading some William Bryant poetry... and man we just don't have half the langue today that we used to...I mean just read this poem and look at how well it is spoken.

                      October
Ay. thou art welcome, heaven's delicious breath !
When woods begin to wear the crimson leaf,
  And suns grow meek, and the meek suns grow breif,
 And the year smiles as it draws near its death.
Wind of sunny south ! oh, still delay
In the gay woods and in the golden air,
like to a good old age released from care,
   Journeying, in a long serenity, away.
In such a bright, late quiet, would that  I
Might wear out life like thee, mid bowers and brooks,
And dearer yet the sunshine of kind looks,
And music of kind voices ever nigh;
And when my last sand twinkled in the glass,
Pass silently from men and thou dost pass.

    -William C. Bryant

See what I mean? we've lost so much beauty in our words, with all the abbreviations!
Signing off,
Beth B. Monk