The Green Green Grass Of Home

I got another shot of old fox in the same position as yesterday and a pair of buzzards in flight plus the big daddy of our muntjac deer family but have chosen to post the above as it conveys how beautifully green everywhere is at the moment. Snatching broadband and backblipping where I can still.

Today's poem is from Epicoene by Ben Jonson. http://www.poemofquotes.com/benjonson/epicoene.php

Still, here means always. Some women do always dress as if they are going to a feast. The poet prefers the natural look. The play that this is from was written in a fit of pique though after one of his lovers was unfaithful. Jonson himself was far from loyal.