654. The North wind did blow and now we have some sleet and snow, so what then will poor robin do, poor thing? ~Edited and adapted line from an old Nursery Rhyme

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Mistress Mary quite contrary,
Why doesn’t your garden grow?
Is it because the sleet and snow
Have left the pretty maids unduly cold?
~Adapted verse from 
an old Nursery Rhyme

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Yesterday an itsy bitsy spider climbed up the garden spout, but it wasn’t long before the rain came down and washed the spunky little spider out.

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Then this morning with a hickory dickory dock, the clock struck early on, and the mouse ran out to find that the temps had, as they predicted, dropped below freezing and would stay that way all the livelong day.  So with a hey diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle began to shed a host of woebegone tears and the dog refused to laugh when the spoon slid silently away on its ice-laden dish.

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Undaunted by such things, however, Humpty Dumpty set out to sit upon the garden wall, but a slip here and a slide there whilst on the way convinced him not to take a chance for he could plainly see that all the king’s horses and all the king’s men wouldn’t be able to put him or the frost covered flowers he might land upon back together again. Now as the day draws to an end, Polly has put the kettle on so that all can have a spot of tea and while safe and warm inside dream of better days.

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He will yet fill your mouth with laughter and your lips with shouts of joy. ~Job 8:21   ✝

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33 thoughts on “654. The North wind did blow and now we have some sleet and snow, so what then will poor robin do, poor thing? ~Edited and adapted line from an old Nursery Rhyme

  1. I love how you wove this cold weather into these “garden verses”! You are so talented.

    I can’t remember whether or not it had actually started snowing at the time, but yesterday or the day before my husband and I pulled into the driveway, and before I opened the door to the van I saw this robin standing nearby not in a hurry to fly off, but had its feathers all fluffed up like it was trying the best it could to stay warm. I remarked about it to my husband.

    The snow that fell was a wet snow. I wanted to shake it from the branches on my gardenia, because one winter we had a really cold storm with so much snow that some of the branches snapped. I ended up having to give it a good pruning to reshape it back into a pretty form, and lost forfeited blooms as a result. The snow couldn’t be shook off. It was too wet. I will hope for the best. 🙂

    Hugs and blessings,

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    • I’m glad you enjoyed my silliness with this post. Birds do fluff up their feathers when trying to stay warm. I’m so sorry that the snow damaged your gardenia like that. We had a wet, heavy snow a couple of years and it did lots of damage like that. Have a good week. Hugs, N 🙂 ❤


  2. A lovely post Natalie, I do like the Robin. Did you know why he’s called a red breast when it’s orange? Back in the day there was no word for the colour orange so it was just red. Orange eventually came to be called that because of the fruit orange. I know, I’m a smarty. 🙂
    Love’n Hugs

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      • That’s me.😃 Humpty Dumpty was the name given to a Royalist cannon in the English civil war. It fell off an earthwork fortress after a parliament bombardment. Hence all the kings horses and all the kings men couldn’t put it back together again. Mary Mary quite contrary was Henry VIII daughter, Mary queen of scots. Her garden was the huge amount of graves as a result of bumping enemies off. The pretty maids in a row referred to heads on pikes. Pretty gruesome.
        Love’n Hugs

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