Our most recent meeting was on St Patrick’s day and we had at least two of our members arriving in green! Looking good ladies.
We were also treated and had time to reflect on the season ahead as our Toastmaster, Carol Burrows shared her poem ‘Autumn’, which was our theme for the day. As with the seasons, so our club enjoys new seasons with several visitors lately, and we’re excited to welcome two recent new members, Nicola and Natasha. Welcome aboard ladies! Also, our visitor Nayla, who competently shared her impromptu speech, telling us of the seasons of travel in her own life.
In preparing for the coming weeks ahead, pulling out those winter clothes as the temperature outside moderates, just remember, there is still always a warm atmosphere to be enjoyed here at our club.
Poem by Carol Burrows
Autumn is upon us, the season of despair, the heat of summer slowly dissipates, cold damp frosty weather, brings a remembered chill to our bones, as autumn issues the warning signals, of the approaching winter.
Turn your eyes to the trees, the glory of the Autumn tones, the branches radiant with golden leaves, the fruit trees bowing low the apples rosy, the grapes heavily laden and ready to pick, the fruits of the garden, brighten our days, before winter winds sweep them all away.
Soon we will once more hibernate, the cold will drive us indoors, blankets, heat pumps to the fore, leaves will fall and carpet the lawns, flowers will pull their heads in and hide, until slowly, slowly spring will come, with a burst, at last, to warm us again.