Jessica "The Hun" Reeder ↓ ↓ ↓
Freelance writer,
social media blitzer,
sustainability advocate,
web designer,
occasional photographer...
and professional internet junkie
Yes, you can call me
The Hun.
Currently focused on green living, organic food & lifestyle, DIY culture and budget fabulousness.
Regular contributor at
Organic Authority.
In honor of the first hard frost, and Occupy Oakland — and Shep, who shuffled off the mortal coil yesterday. This is an old favorite song of mine.
Bitter for Sweet
Summer is gone with all its roses,
Its sun and perfumes and sweet flowers,
Its warm air and refreshing showers:
And even Autumn closes.
Yea, Autumn’s chilly self is going,
And winter comes which is yet colder;
Each day the hoar-frost waxes bolder
And the last buds cease blowing.
(Christina Georgina Rossetti arr. John Chorbajian)
