I see the turning of a leaf dancing in the autumn sun, and brilliant shades of crimson glowing when a day is done. ~ Hazelmarie Mattie Elliot
It is autumn and I feel my body relaxing, one long exhale as my senses come alive again after the long, sweltering, humid summer. My energy has returned and I venture outdoors once more, eager to resume my daily walks with Popeye, relishing the crunch of leaves underfoot. It's sweater weather, my favorite time of year.
I know the lands are lit, with all the autumn blaze of goldenrod. ~ Helen Hunt Jackson
The flowers in the garden have faded, yet along the wooded path I am greeted by cheery goldenrod and soft aster. The leaves of the potted impatiens that grace the front walkway are beginning to yellow and drop. This weekend I shall purchase mums at the garden center, replacing the pinks and blues of our garden with earthy tones of russet, burnt umber and gold.
Autumn is the hush before winter ~ French proverb
I find beauty everywhere in autumn, even in the dying Queen Anne's Lace. She enchants me even now, proof that beauty is not diminished with age.
There is a chill in the air most mornings and I find myself trading my flip flops for warm slippers.
The quilt that has gone unused all summer is now draped across our bed, adding extra warmth and comfort.
I find myself craving the sweetness of macoun apples.