Silver Fruit Upon Silver Trees

facebook-profile-picture By Phoebe

Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy cote the white breasts peep
Of doves in silver feathered sleep
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws, and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver reeds in a silver stream. 
-Walter de la Mere

Something in this mood-board is £11.5k and I would like it for Christmas. Can you guess what? I will give you a clue, it’s not the Weimaraner (although I wouldn’t say no). 


I am going to be doing a whole week dedicated to flowers so get in touch if you are a florist. phoebe@millerweddings.co.uk – cake and stationery week went down tremendously well so get involved! 


If you haven’t yet read this post by Anna and this post by Laura the please do. Both for Mental Health Awareness. Brave posts by brave ladies. 

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