Autumn Magic

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay. ~ Robert Browning

Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. ~ Stanley Horowitz

All the night's magic seems to whisper and hush ~ Van Morrison

On the motionless branches of some trees, autumn berries hung like clusters of coral beads, as in those fabled orchards where the fruits were jewels. ~ Charles Dickens

Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods. And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt. ~ William Allingham

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. ~ Eric Sloane

They are busy all day, giving shade and support and shelter and food to all. Only when night falls can they find rest for themselves, and then, under quiet dark skies, the spirits that live in them are revealed.
~ Durga Bai

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~ e.e. cummings

Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.
~ Emily Bronte

But I remember more dearly autumn afternoons in bottoms that lay intensely silent under old great trees. ~ C.S. Lewis

falling leaves
hide the path
so quietly
~ John Bailey

Like a Walk in the Park

It's been ages since we've taken a walk around the pond path together. There's some mulled apple cider by the door - the spiced rum is optional. Please grab a cup and join me.

My own front yard offers this sedum (Autumn Joy) bloom in its early, pink stages of opening.

It must have rained earlier. These droplets on a broad leaf sure do catch the eye.

More proof of the recent rain.

This is my favourite spot at my local park and I've photographed it often. The subtle changes of autumn have begun to take place. Look closely to the right of the tree roots and you'll see Mr. Blue fishing the shore.

A Queen Ann's Lace, closed up tight. Lots of tiny seeds adorn each little bloom.

Here's how it looked wide open, in full bloom. Notice the tiny red flower in the center? My bloggy pal Linda pointed that out to me in one of her earlier blog posts. I never noticed the red petals before and now I look for it every time. Thanks, Linda!

And last, but not least, one of my favourite late summer to early autumn flowers - the wild chicory. Such a pretty shade of blue.

I hope you enjoyed the walk. Let's do it again sometime soon.

This is a scheduled post. In all reality, I didn't just walk around the pond because Frank and I are up at the cottage for a few days for one last visit, this year. Still, feel free to help yourself to the cider. It's virtually a bottomless cup.