There are certain half-dreaming moods of mind in which we naturally steal away from noise and glare, and seek some quiet haunt where we may indulge our reveries and build our air castles undisturbed.

Washington Irving

From a favourite corner of my Sussex Garden, a daydream of 7001 Nights:

One thought on “A LATE SUMMER’S DREAM”
  • Nancy Vermette

    Whoa! What an entertainment! Would that my daydreams were as vivid and entrancing as yours, sir! (Although I DO have the quaking aspen leaves to daydream under.) I had never heard this alphabet piece before…thanks for your posting!

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