October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came -
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.
The leaves by hundreds came -
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.
~George Cooper, "October's Party"
Delicious autumn!
My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird I would fly about
the earth seeking the successive autumns.
~George Eliot
I've been on a surprising, self administered sabbatical, not one so much as preplanned, rather one flowing gracefully through some concerning times, and eventually and unintentionally lasting right through the bulk of the most colorful of autumn weeks.
Add to this an overdue and much anticipated (six times attempted but never fulfilled until this past while) trip to the westcoast where we spent two weeks visiting, loving and catching up with the rest of our family, it doesn't appear as though it will be the season of fall for much longer. As the clock fell back, we find ourselves home again tending to the remains of autumn. Gone are the mounds and mounds of colorful autumn leaves on the ground, and we are almost complete and fully prepared for winter's harsher weather in the coming days ahead.
I have many photos to share, lots to say, but as it is nightfall while I type this post, I just want to leave you with a blip of autumn day leftovers from our (now leaf barren) forest trees out back on our property, snapped in mid October.
Goodnight all...
Renee