“The earth has music for those who listen.” ~William Shakespeare
Winter has arrived in Wisconsin and it is our first snowfall (below).
The Tree of Life bears fruit in four seasons; winter being one.
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness everywhere!
And yet this time removed was summer's time;
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease:
Yet this abundant issue seemed to me
But hope of orphans, and unfathered fruit;
For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute:
Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer,
That leaves look pale, dreading the
Shakespeare: Sonnet XCVII ,
All Souls month 2014
Update 11/26: Shakespeare's first folio found in...France.
Writing on the Lord’s gift of the Eucharist… “He could not have commanded anything more beneficial, for this Sacrament is the fruit of the tree of life.
Anyone who receives this Sacrament with the devotion of sincere faith will never taste death. It is a tree of life for those who grasp it, and blessed is he who holds it fast. The man who feeds on Me shall live on account of Me.” St. Albert the Great, Bishop, Confessor and Doctor of the Church.
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