The Autumn Light Necklace Saddle Sorry that it is limited

Sorry that it is limited

or to run through the forest with the pack

but so worth the effort

The moth herself is adorned with tiny sparkly silver moons

The willow sings

The Autumn Light Necklace Saddle Sorry that it is limitedAutumn John Clare I love the fitfull gusts that shakes The casement all the day And from the mossy elm tree takes The faded leaf away Twirling it by the window pane With thousand others down the lane I love to see the shaking twig Dance till the shut of eve The sparrow on the cottage rig Whose chirp would make believe That spring was just now flirting by In summers lap with flowers to lie I love to see the cottage smoke Curl upwards through the naked