Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Waxing poetic

This is the best month of the best season, and I've been woefully short on time to enjoy it. Yesterday I finished up at work 15 minutes before I needed to head to Salem, so I gave myself the gift of walking around the neighborhood and soaking up autumn beauty. Oh, exquisite delights!










A friend posted a lovely photo with this quote on Instagram – “There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood." Such a perfect sentiment that I had to ask her who wrote it, and she introduced me to one of her favorite poems:

Then I found this quote by John Donne: "No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face." Yes!

That's it for now from . . .

7 comments:

Mama Pea said...

Totally agree regarding the autumn season. Gorgeous pictures you captured on your walk.

kgibson1228@yahoo.com said...

What stunning color, it simply takes my breath away!

Unknown said...

Nice poem! I love the leading lines in your last photo: the fence, the sidewalk, the road. Like the lines in the poem, they make you want to meander down the colorful lane.

Donna said...

Gorgeous photos- thank you!

Michelle said...

Glad you all enjoyed the pics! I shared some less spectacular photos of "country color" on my Instagram account; I try not to use the same photos both there and on my blog.

Moldy Old Crone said...

You are such a good photographer! Those are exquisite pictures. We don't have quite such good color down here in Northern CA yet. Thanks for sharing!

Michelle said...

Aw shucks, Sue; thanks!