All Aboard!
Off to see the colors of autumn
in the countryside
two weeks ago
All cozy after playing musical seats
for the best window view
I can now boast that I've regrettably viewed the seamier side of Chattanooga for nearly half the trip to escape it.
Turnabout at the tiny town of Summerville
where NOTHING'S happening...
absolutely nothing.
Autumn leaves in all their glory
seem to be a week down the road..
pooh!
BUT
Today autumn is coming and going on the wings of angels in my garden.
dogwood
saffron crocus
paten asters
Funnel spider web with rain drops
dogwood
one lonely fall blooming flower
bellflower
northern oak
garden of milk and honey
aging
towards winter rest
your squirrels
busy themselves
hiding a
bounty of hickory's
from all
the neighboring trees
heisting fat
sunflower hearts
off of the
old deck railing
from the
mouths of hungry birds
leaf
litter softly crunches
two wrens
in heated pursuit
of hiding crickets
and moths
honeybees on
their last quest
among lavender
crocus
heavy with
golden pollen
mockingbird
waits by feeder
among the baring
branches
the old
cedar by the street
harbors
the cardinals roost
dog with
man walks briskly by
a glance
at dying gardens
all he
allows himself to see
as crisp
air speeds them along
pale
yellow, soft tangerine,
lush
orange, and crimson leaves,
drop soft
like phantom raindrops
to blanket
the ground in warmth
for the
cold that lies ahead
we huddle
on concrete bench
with woolen
coats buttoned tight
stubbornly
holding onto
that last ray
of cold sunlight
yearning
souls quietly hushed
no
sadness, no tears to shed
this end the
new beginning
preparing
this ancient earth
for her
new awakening
on the
tail end of next March
garden of hope
and triumph
garden of loss
and rebirth
garden of milk and honey
goodnight
sleep tight
and
sweet dreams
Vic's birthday celebration
a month ago
