On A Late Autumn Day...

 

"The forest has a thousand moods... 

For every mood an answering bird. 

The bird is but a living word

To voice the spirit of the woods;

His own, the singer must sing;

He may not touch an alien string,

Nor silent be, nor fail the key,

Lest that aerial symphony.

which ever and forever weaves

It's mystic numbers through the leaves,

Should lack one deep or tender tone.

However dark, however lone

The shadow or the solitude,

The mighty oneness of the wood

Links singer unto singer there,

And pours one choral on the air.

~James H. Ecob

The Choral of the Forest, 1911

A beautiful Osprey, on a late Autumn day.

Autumn Leaf Of The Day #73

 

"Remember, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things,

 and no good thing ever dies."

~Stephen King

Yet Another Dragonfly

 

“Fruitful. Lusty. Wild. Revealing. Every day a brilliant reminder of how nothing stays the same, every day an exercise in variability, resilience, and trust.

I love seasons, live for the changing seasons, could not imagine my life without seasons, but, I must admit--at the risk of offending the others-- autumn is my very favorite one.” 

 
~Shellen Lubin 

 

And there's only more dragonflies to come.

 And birds too.

 Just wait!

 There's much more to life then all this despair. 

 

 

Elegance... The Northern Pintail Duck

 

   "When I am out, and it's autumn,

 my thank you’s to the universe seem infinite.” 

~Darnell Lamont Walker

 

All birds have something very special about them. For the Northern Pintail its pure elegance. God is truly and artist!

 

The Sounds Of Bittersweet November...

 

Autumn Days
Yellow, mellow, ripened days,
Sheltered in a golden coating;
O'er the dreamy, listless haze,
White and dainty cloudlets floating;
Winking at the blushing trees,
And the sombre, furrowed fallow;
Smiling at the airy ease,
Of the southward flying swallow.
Sweet and smiling are thy ways,
Beauteous, golden Autumn

~Will Carleton 

 

The tumbleweeds, and the other dry vegetation, is so pretty right now. I know that sounds strange, but I find beauty in the last hints of autumn. In the wild weeds and small homes built by the ballooning spiders. I have a wonderful new obsession, and I can't believe I never saw it's crazy beautiful artistry before now.Tiny newborn spiders making a home for themselves. Imagine! With a little luck they will grow up to be big spiders, like my friend Boris did. What a happy thought. I mean, they have their place, hopefully outside in nature where they are needed. I try my best to not be needy about the tings a spider could help me with. And I have a great hope I will see Boris again one day.

 

Tiny nitnat bugs were flying over my head yesterday afternoon, as I made my way around the Clifton Court Forebay. I rolled the sunroof back, and snapped away. Critters. They looked like little faeries, or maybe little angels. While most folks would call them pests, I find them, well, enchanting. shrug. I guess it's Autumn, and I love every inch of it. From the amazing migration of geese to the ballooning spiders, to the last of the thistles, to the tiny nitnats that will be gone come winter. There is too much to see, and so little time left!

 

Autumn is a love song, and it is sung with so many happy voices. Can you hear them? I love it when I wake up, and hear the sound of Canada Geese, and Sandhill Crane flying over the house. Soon it will be a couple thousand Snow Geese, and Greater White-fronted geese. After that the Bufflehead ducks and Swallows. It's music. Autumn definitively has a marching band! And the tiny spiders and old forgotten weeds have a voice in it too. I promise. Go and listen to the sounds of November. Breathe in it's scent. It's intoxicating!

 

 

On An Autumn Day, You Can See Forever...

 “It was a beautiful bright autumn day,

 with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.” 

 

~Diana Gabaldon,

  Outlander

 

Is there any better way to spend a cool Autumn day, then listening to the sound of migrating birds and feeling the warmth of the sun on your face? I was looking toward Heaven, and I felt like I could see forever. The sky was so blue, and the birds so chatty. I began the day with the sound of geese flying over the condo, making a joyful noise, and ended it with everyone I love, right here with me. It's the best of life, along with the hugs from your husband, and the feel of kitty cat whiskers on your knees, while you edit photos at your desk. I am so grateful for days like this.

 

 

Autumn Leaf Of The Day #2

 

"That old September feeling, left over from school days of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air... another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that autumnal beginning as if last year's mistakes had been wiped clean by summer."

 

~ Wallace Stegner

Angle Of Repose

~Me