Grateful for the fabulous fall we are enjoying

 

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“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.”  F. Scott Fitzgerald, from the Great Gatsby.

So very grateful for the beautiful fall we have had this year.  The leaves in all their glory, in the various shades in bright or dimming light, against a blue sky or a grey sky.  On a windy day, when the leaves are falling gracefully to the ground, I can hear in my head the song, “Autumn Leaves” by Nat King Cole which I am pretty sure was on some album owned by my parents.  So many colors and sometimes the beauty created by a carpet of red or yellow leaves is just stunning.

  

I hope you have had a chance to just walk around your neighborhood and take in all the glorious colors. Yesterday we reached the 60's and it was a perfect day for a stroll, or a walk with friends, or dogs, or just sitting by a lake and watching other people. I hope you get to enjoy these closing days of fall as we head into the holiday season.

Closing with a poem by Emily Dickinson -

Besides the Autumn Poets Sing (131)

Besides the Autumn poets sing,

A few prosaic days

A little this side of the snow

And that side of the Haze -

  

A few incisive mornings -         

A few Ascetic eves -

Gone - Mr Bryant’s “Golden Rod” -

And Mr Thomson’s “sheaves.”

  

Still, is the bustle in the brook -

Sealed are the spicy valves -         

Mesmeric fingers softly touch

The eyes of many Elves -

  

Perhaps a squirrel may remain -

My sentiments to share -

Grant me, Oh Lord, a sunny mind -        

Thy windy will to bear!

This poem is in the public domain. And Emily is one of my favorite poets. She'll probably pop up again soon.