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Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Autumn's First Frost

Frost on the pumpkin last night. 
'Tis the season of woolly socks and flip-flops.



"The hazy, cloudless skies of Indian Summer.
Leaves scurrying down the street before the wind.
The cold shiver from an arctic blast.
Indian Summer. The last warmth of the sun.
Chilly mornings and glorious warm afternoons.
The Harvest Moon. The Hunter's Moon. The Rainy Season.
Dry corn stalks clattering in the wind.
The touch of frost on grass and window pane.
The smell of burning leaves."

~ Keith C. Heidorn



13 comments:

Country Gal said...

Lovely photo and words ! Sounds just like here in Ontario . Fall is in full swing here ,trees all over are radiating in vibrant colour across the land and the air is crisp , clear and chilly !

DeniseinVA said...

Another lovely poem and the sunlight on the fallen leaf is special. Have a great week Jo :)

Nellie said...

We aren't expecting any frost in our area overnight, though the outlying areas certainly have that chance!

Stay warm!

DJan said...

Beautiful! And right on time...

donna baker said...

Everyone has been waxing poetic about fall and I love it too. That is, until I was reminded what is to come, after freezing this past weekend. Guess I have to be careful what I wish for...

John Gray said...

its cold here too jo
I could cry

Sandra said...

so pretty

rusty duck said...

After the sunny weekend we're back to gloom and rain. I'm thinking cosy now, till Spring.

The Old Farm Bell said...

Hi! Jo,

Yes! Fall is preparing us for the colder season. I do love the season for it's beauty.

No frost here this morning. However, we have stored our outdoor patio furniture for the winter. Sigh!

Always enjoy your posts. Thanks! for sharing. Have a sunny week!

Blessings & Hugs,
Marlene

Terry said...

What a beautiful tribute to Fall.

Cozy in Texas said...

Lovely.
We had 90 degree weather last week. Saturday plummeted to 53, Sunday 50 and today it's up to 87. Texas has the craziest weather.
Ann

Tweedles -- that's me said...

We feel the peace of autumn-
we love this poem
love
tweedles

Susie said...

Jo, I loved the poem . My sister and I were talking about burning leaves, that smell from years ago. I do not know if I could stand it now. We walked yesterday and as we did it seemed to warm up...might be my old lady furnace. Smiles, Susie