Thursday, October 31, 2019

Fall Back

 



This coming Sunday at 2 am our semi-annual clock fiddling takes place once again.
An hour backwards from Daylight Saving Time, affording an extra hour of sleep on these colder mornings.
Just enough time to remind us, that the year is winding down, and soon, a long sleepy winter will be our companion.
A time to regenerate our weary souls, and make new plans for the coming year ahead.
A time to dream.
 
  

Sunday, October 27, 2019

Garden Chores Await

                                         
 Remington the Horticulturist ~ Charles Wysocki
 
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"Spring flowers are long since gone.
Summer's bloom hangs limp on every terrace.
The gardener's feet drag a bit on the dusty path and the hinge in his back is full of creaks."-

~Louise Seymour Jones

Tuesday, October 22, 2019

Autumn Silence



I had a doctors appointment yesterday, or so I thought...
Got all dolled up and signed in at the reception desk, only to be told it was next Monday, I think I am losing the plot.
I detest going to the doctors, I seem to suffer from "white coat syndrome." My blood pressure shoots up, and the physicians seeking an accurate blood pressure reading are frustrated.
So repeat next week.

To make up, I'm enjoying a day of quiet time . The trees are changing color, and Autumn leaves are making a show, finally.
Some days it's good to do nothing. No deadlines to meet, no chores to complete, no lists to check twice.
Bliss.


Saturday, October 19, 2019

Pottering Days



Ooh, it's turned into a glorious day......
A breezy porch-sitting day.
The temperatures have warmed, not too much though, the kind of day, where you can wear your flip-flops without getting cold feet.
A day to busy myself doing chores, and putting a summer's garden to rest.
Pumpkin bread bakes, the aroma is intoxicatingly delicious, cinnamon, nutmeg, cloves and ginger.



Autumn, a favorite season.
 

Friday, October 11, 2019

Serenity

View of the local dam in my hometown. Autumn in England.
 
 
 
 
 
This royal throne of kings, this sceptred isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in the silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands,--
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
 
William Shakespeare "King Richard II", Act 2 scene 1 
 
 

Monday, October 7, 2019

Misty Autumn Morn




 
I Saw old Autumn in the misty morn
Stand shadowless like Silence, listening
To silence, for no lonely bird would sing
Into his hollow ear from woods forlorn,
Nor lowly hedge nor solitary thorn;—
Shaking his languid locks all dewy bright
With tangled gossamer that fell by night,
Pearling his coronet of golden corn.  

~ Thomas Hood : Autumn (1798-1845
 
 

Saturday, October 5, 2019

Rain-Less

The lack of rain in our fair city is causing the pastures to turn yellow.
The trees are stressed beyond measure, and I fear there will be a lot of replanting taking place in the early spring.
Burn bans have been issued across the state, but a careless cigarette tossed from a car window, can ignite a field fire and destroy hundreds of acres, in the process.




 
 
There is a stillness in the air, a slowing-down of sorts.
Nights are closing in fast, and darkness falls before the clock strikes seven.
Candlelight glows.
 
 

Wednesday, October 2, 2019

October

There are subtle changes in the air, trees are slowly changing to their Autumn palette.
Nights are cool and crisp.
Songbirds now departed for their winter homes.
Squirrels are busily gathering their winter stash.
Autumn days.