Shadows stretch,
sun retreats,
days shorten,
summer fades.


Today is cooler than expected.
I go out without a coat,
tell myself;
walk briskly, stay in the sun.
Clouds float by, teasing –
oh no you won’t!


Across the window pane
a spider spins her web,
inwardly spiralling,
precisely positioning
each and every thread.


On the lawn dewdrops
glisten in the morning sun;
a sparkling crystal-studded carpet.

Autumn Equinox

Today is the Autumn Equinox.
I celebrate with two quotations about Autumn for you:

“Autumn is a second Spring,
when every leaf is a flower.”

Albert Camus (1913-1960)
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“There is a harmony in Autumn,
and a lustre in its sky…”

Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)


Replacing leaf greens,
reds, golds, yellows take over.
Glorious Autumn.

Burnished Gold

Two trees
still cloaked in summer green
are bronzed like burnished gold
by rays of evening sun.


Inside, wood-burning stove alight
dispelling Autumn’s chill.
Outside a redolent fragrance;
wood-smoke on the breeze.

On Trees

“I think that I shall never see
A billboard lovely as a tree
Perhaps unless the billboards fall
I’ll never see a tree at all.”

Ogden Nash (from ‘Song of the Open Road’)

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Perhaps not true in my case since my garden is surrounded by and includes many trees and there is not a billboard in sight. Never-the-less there is a truth here and I do love the humour of Ogden Nash.

Indian Summer

Smiling at the sun.
Warm Indian Summer days.
Red rosebuds open.

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