Thy woods and templed hills

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Let music swell the breeze
And ring from all the trees
Sweet freedom’s song
Let mortal tongues awake
Let all who breath partake
The song prolong
I love thy rocks and rills
Thy woods and templed hills
My heart with rapture thrills
Like that above. 

Every evening at six O’Clock, since the Quarantine began, the church bells ring out all over town.

The evening of Memorial Day it was misty and cold. 
It was quiet with no one parading, no picnicking, no boating on the harbour.

When the bells rang they called me out to the little landing on the back stairway.

Without those who gave their lives for our freedoms we would not be able to love 
the natural beauty that surrounds us.

Nature notes


  1. I like the thought behind the church bells ringing everyday at a fixed time. The memorial maybe quiet but what I saw & felt was tranquility. Trying time definitely but also peaceful & healing.

  2. It was a very somber day as it should be..


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