"Summer makes me drowsy, autumn makes me sing. Winter's pretty lousy, but I hate spring." Dorothy Parker
"Thou blossom bright with autumn dew..." William Cullen Bryant
"I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant, and autumn garner to the end of time." Robert Browning
"Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree." Emily Bronte
"But I remember more dearly autumn afternoons in bottoms that lay intensely silent under old great trees." C. S. Lewis
"There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!" Percy Bysshe Shelley
"On the motionless branches of some trees, autumn berries hung like clusters of coral beads, as in those fabled orchards where fruits were jewels..." Charles Dickens
"Now autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods, and day by day, the dead leaves fall and melt..." William Allingham
"Just before the death of flowers,
And before they are buried in snow,
There comes a festival season
When nature is all aglow." Author unknown
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Thank you.
Susan, yes! Those are last year's pumpkins. I was out cutting them with a friend and happened to lay the big ol' pumpkin cutters on the ground and thought, "Hmmm. That would make a good still life." The berry is actually a wild rose hip seen on one of my afternoon rambles with my dog and the steps by a creek near my home. I've learned to just keep my eyes open for beauty when I'm outside, especially in the fall. I'm blessed with beautiful surroundings and I'm so glad to be able to share them with you all.
I have a shot taken many years ago, from behind Magdalene College, where C.S. Lewis taught that your slanting sunlight on the path through the trees reminds me of--a lot. He would walk that path with Tolkien, or Williams, or some other friend, and they would read their latest chapters out loud while walking. It's buried in my slide archives somewhere. I need to make time to scan some slides. Thanks again.
Fall is my favorite season in Los Angeles, watching the birds change color and fall from the trees.
David Letterman
(note to self: get the damn camera out already and get busy)
Thumbed, and I'd thumb them again if I could. :-D
But where is the HaikuL
Soon it will die,
yet no trace of this
in the Cicadas screech.
Monte