January Journal Entries

January 14, 2024 The sky was gray, and the air was frigid and damp. A bluejay landed on my trellis. Was he coaxing me to pour some warm water into his frozen birdbath? It was quiet outside, and I could hear a crow cawing from somewhere in the distance. Like the cry of a wounded…

Dorothy Wordsworth – Excerpts from Her Grasmere Journal

DOROTHY WORDSWORTH’S JOURNAL WRITTEN AT GRASMERE (14th May to 21st December 1800) MAY 14TH, 1800.—The lake looked to me, I knew not why, dull and melancholy, and the weltering on the shores seemed a heavy sound. I walked as long as I could amongst the stones of the shore. The wood rich in flowers; a…