A few words about fall colors, as October starts and the skies begin to deepen their blue, nights get chillier and crystal clear, the first frost has decorated the grass, and we pick by day (and cover at night) the last of our roses, tomatoes, and butternut squash here in New Mexico. I have been walking and sitting outside almost every afternoon and every evening in that wonderful, golden five o’clock autumn light—catching those last few rays of summer-ish sun. This is the road to my house, beautifully filled on either side with wild Mexican sunflowers after a glorious rainy season this year. They are always one of my favorite things to see on the way home, and I will certainly miss them when November comes.
“For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together.
For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad.”
-Edwin Way Teale
“A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves with each step I made. The acoustics of this season are different and all sounds, no matter how hushed, are as crisp as autumn air.”
“On such a day each road is planned
To lead to some enchanted land;
Each turning meets expectancy.
The signs I read on every hand.
I know by autumn’s wizardry
On such a day the world can be
Only a great glad dream for me.”
-Eleanor Myers Jewett
I love reading the seasonal poems collected “for gardeners and walkers” here: www.egreenway.com.
Enjoy…here’s to frosty nights by the fireside!