Thursday, October 20, 2011

Frost is on the Punkin'

Newfane Heritage Festival 2011

A classic poem for this beautiful time of year....

WHEN the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock,
And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens,
And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence;
O, it's then the time a feller is a-feelin' at his best,
With the risin' sun to greet him from a night of peaceful rest,
As he leaves the house, bareheaded, and goes out to feed the stock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

They's something kindo' harty-like about the atmusfere
When the heat of summer's over and the coolin' fall is here—
Of course we miss the flowers, and the blossoms on the trees,
And the mumble of the hummin'-birds and buzzin' of the bees;
But the air's so appetizin'; and the landscape through the haze
Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days
Is a pictur' that no painter has the colorin' to mock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.

The husky, rusty russel of the tossels of the corn,
And the raspin' of the tangled leaves as golden as the morn;
The stubble in the furries—kindo' lonesome-like, but still
A-preachin' sermuns to us of the barns they growed to fill;
The strawstack in the medder, and the reaper in the shed;
The hosses in theyr stalls below—the clover overhead!—
O, it sets my hart a-clickin' like the tickin' of a clock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.
 
Then your apples all is gethered, and the ones a feller keeps
Is poured around the cellar-floor in red and yaller heaps;
And your cider-makin's over, and your wimmern-folks is through
With theyr mince and apple-butter, and theyr souse and sausage too!...
I don't know how to tell it—but ef such a thing could be
As the angels wantin' boardin', and they'd call around on me—
I'd want to 'commodate 'em—all the whole-indurin' flock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock
~James Whitcomb Riley, American Poet, 1849-1916

Things are coming to a close for our busy foliage season and heading into the (dare I say it?) holiday season. Foliage did manage to be beautiful this year, despite its late appearance due to the wet weather. Coumbus Day weekend brought picture-perfect days of sunshine and warmth (80 degress in October in Vermont!) for the Newfane Heritage Festival. We loved seeing all of the wonderful folks who came out to support the talented handmade vendors and to stop by our booth. Even the Boston Children's Theatre Showchoir joined us again...


We love to see these talented young singers perform (and the large crowd does, too!). Thank you to Toby, Burgess, David, Austin, and all of the BCT Show Choir team & performers. Wonderful job!
Until next year, dear Newfane!

6 comments:

  1. Thanks for sharing this poem. I love it!

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  2. Ohhhh! What a FUN MELODIC POEM!!!
    And the Newfane Heritage Festival looks like it was a grand time ;-D
    Blessings Linnie

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  3. Even though James Whitcomb Riley is my great-great uncle, I honestly have not found a more suitable 'anthem' to my favorite time of year than this charming poem. Thank you for sharing it once again.
    Debbie

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  4. Looks like you all had a great time! What a beautiful day too~

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  5. Ah, a beautiful place in a lovely state. I have relatives in Vermont and am always enchanted by the landscape when I visit!

    Natalie, I am so glad to have found your blog, and thank you for following The Daily Corgi on twitter. I was frankly VERY excited to see that Tasha Tudor's "people" noticed my little blog!

    Back in June I posted about Tasha and her love of Corgis:

    http://thedailycorgi.blogspot.com/2011/06/special-feature-remembering-tasha-tudor.html

    I do wish I could have met her, but I feel I have, through all the books. Corgi Cottage is as much a place in my heart and mind as it is in reality. No doubt many people feel the same, all around the world.

    It would be fantastic for you to do a guest post on The Daily Corgi someday. A true honor for me. There are so many Tasha lovers among my readers! Her spirit lives steady and strong.

    Corgially yours,


    Laurie Eno
    Founder
    The Daily Corgi
    http://thedailycorgi.blogspot.com

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  6. Oh, we love James Whitcomb Riley!! What gorgeous blue skies in your photos! Yet, another event we wish we could have attended...
    I'm soooo glad you found my duck egg blues;)) certainly makes going out on a rainy day for groceries and such, a fun excursion...
    I have missed you, dear, and have been keeping you and fellow Vermontians (?) in my thoughts and prayers.
    And Miss Eliza was just tickled that you are sending sweet words regarding her little book...which is fast approaching completion!!! I will send a copy of the pages, once they are all complete, for the family's approval/blessings... It is turning out to be such a darling little thing, not to boast, mind you, but it has been so much pleasure to create something that reflects the things I loved as a child, and even still...the soft water colors, the miniature things I was always drawing, the grapevines and wreaths I have sketched as long as I can remember, and the whimsy of it all...which is my heart. I am so anxious for you to see it in it's entirety.
    Happy, spooky wishes to you and the Rookery family;))
    Christie

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