A gentle rain greets the day in the wake of last night’s storm. I’m feeling nostalgic under the gray canopy of sky that hangs so close I can feel the damp in these old bones. Fall’s colorful attire glistens with intensity as the sun plays cat and mouse with another autumn morn.
Change is in the air, leaves on the ground. A harvest of thoughts collects in the blink of an eye. I welcome the change, knowing I cannot sustain the heady, dizzy, dazzling speed of summer with life at full throttle. I understand to every thing there is a season.
It’s a beautiful season, indeed. Sit still and put some gold in your pocket with a few nuggets of truth and my own splash of fall color.
Change is in the air, leaves on the ground. A harvest of thoughts collects in the blink of an eye. I welcome the change, knowing I cannot sustain the heady, dizzy, dazzling speed of summer with life at full throttle. I understand to every thing there is a season.
It’s a beautiful season, indeed. Sit still and put some gold in your pocket with a few nuggets of truth and my own splash of fall color.
Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.
~ Emily Bronte
I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.
~ L.M. Montgomery
Autumn...the year's last, loveliest smile.
~ William Cullen Bryant
I am struck by the simplicity of light in the atmosphere in the autumn, as if the earth absorbed none, and out of this profusion of dazzling light came the autumnal tints.
~ Henry David Thoreau
I cherish the loneliness of autumn.... I am forty, I have become mortal. I have no further psychic, emotional, or intellectual need to prolong summer seasons, and it is only when autumn begins its play that I can truly focus on the rich and vital life I am living. All of a sudden I grow alert. October is a hallelujah! reverberating in my body year-round.... The air is dusty, it smells of dry pine needles; yet I sense imminent ice in the clear blue sky.... How I appreciate everything... fully! After all, tomorrow this reprieve will be buried by blizzards, crushed under slabs of doomsday ice. I cannot waste a minute indoors! I must take advantage of this gift, wedged so tentatively between summer’s hectic somnolence and winter’s harsh apogee.... Each perfect day, I know, is going to be the last beautiful day of autumn.
~John Nichols, The Last Beautiful Days of Autumn
O’ pumpkin pie, your time has come ’round again and I am autumnrifically happy!
~ Terri Guillemets
Just after the death of the flowers,
And before they are buried in snow,
There comes a festival season,
When nature is all aglow--
Aglow with a mystical splendor
That rivals the brightness of spring,
Aglow with a beauty more tender
Than aught which fair summer could bring....
~Emeline B. Smith
The milkweed pods are breaking,
And the bits of silken down
Float off upon the autumn breeze
Across the meadows brown.
~ Cecil Cavendish
Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard.
~ Walt Whitman
Fall colors are funny. They’re so bright and intense and beautiful. It’s like nature is trying to fill you up with color, to saturate you so you can stockpile it before winter turns everything muted and dreary.
~ Siobhan Vivian
It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.
~ Diana Gabaldon
I loved autumn, the one season of the year that God seemed to have put there just for the beauty of it.
~ Lee Maynard
Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause
between the opposing miseries of summer and winter.
~ Carol Bishop Hipps
Even if something is left undone, everyone must take time to sit still and watch the leaves turn.
~ Elizabeth Lawrence
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