" Autumn shows us how
beautiful it is to let things go."
Sunday Morning and the sun is shining slant against steel grey clouds in the northwest. The weather station has been predicting frost for weeks now, but the warm days that felt like late summer kept it at bay. Until last night. The summer garden has at last succumbed to autumn's call to rest. The past few days I've been doing the rounds to say my goodbyes and thank you's. It's been a spectacular year for the garden.
Here is a quick peek at what was still bright with colour a day ago.
"October, baptize me with leaves!
Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me
with split pea soup.
October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and
carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins.
O autumn! O teakettle! O grace!"
Alas, I saw this attributed to two different authors:
DONNA TARTT, "The Secret History"
and to RAINBOW ROWELL
Penquin Random House says it belongs to Rainbow Rowell
I'll be back next week, hopefully this time with the next episode in the Homes series. I thought it would be easy to write about my childhood home—my memories are still so vivid—but deep thinking about one's memories often takes time and much pondering to sort out what a person wants to actually record about these cherished remembrances. And so I'm still working away on this project.
As we begin the last full week of October, I'm hoping it will be bright and beautiful for you.
Warmest heart hugs,
Photos are mine