Autumn came, with wind and gold.
-Henry David Thoreau
Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting?
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
We talk about the disappearance of long warm days that have been saturated by the sun as the “death”of summer.
But summer must take leave, like wisps of smoke floating gently from a fading fire.
Lush green slowly turns into an umbrella of bright reds, oranges and yellows that breathe new life into a now chilled existence.
Natures chaos, its origins unknown, comes sweeping down and transforms the woods, separating the new brilliance from its lifeblood.
As the trees sway and moan in protest of a slow eventual death, the leaves fall with the rhythm of lightly falling snow, accumulating on the soft earth only to decay as the sun’s light continues its downward spiral.
With brutal awareness, the passage of time will soon bring beloved darkness and the promise of the next season.
The beautiful and precious cycle forges ahead.
Very nice! I really like your quotes, too. One of my favorites about Autumn comes from Ray Bradbury’s, October Country: “That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain.”
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I love it! It is the perfect Autumn quote!!
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very beautiful. I really love fall.