falling fun!

That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang

(excerpt) William Shakespeare, Sonnet 73

Will you seek out fun today?

hugs n’ blessings for all the autumn colors warming our hearts!

what do YOU call it?

We call it…

PRE-SNOW.

hugs n’ blessings to all those busily using rakes ahead of the shovels!

Falling Leaves

Today, as I rode by,
I saw the brown leaves dropping from their tree
In a still afternoon,
When no wind whirled them whistling to the sky,
But thickly, silently,
They fell, like snowflakes wiping out the noon;
And wandered slowly thence
For thinking of a gallant multitude
Which now all withering lay,
Slain by no wind of age or pestilence,
But in their beauty strewed
Like snowflakes falling on the Flemish clay.

Margaret Postgate Cole, November 1915

in awe, of you.

dancing through my head…

 

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I stand on the brink, on the edge of myself.

And wonder at all that is beyond me.

I am jealous of the ocean and the sky

that do not seem to end.

Of the universe itself that holds so much immensity.

I seek to comprehend all knowledge, and I cannot even know of all that has been written. Continue reading “in awe, of you.”