Summers lovely meadows greenSylvan shades and fairy bowersDewy dawns and eves sereneBalmy air and pretty flowersAll these sweets will soon be goneFading dying one by oneAutumn breathes a colder breathWarning us of winter's chillNature passes on to deathBeautiful in dying stillCheeks aglowing in decayBlushing as they fade awayCould there be a grander sightThan our forests' rainbow tintsGlancing, changing in the lightFairer far than colourd printsSurely death cannot be griefTo that rosy maple leafEmblem of my fleeting daysVerdant, change, frail and briefO that as my strength decaysI may show the maple leafFair in every passing stageStill more beautiful in age.Autumn -- The Fall of a Leaf-- S. MooreI took these photos this afternoon... aren't they delicious?
You have given me back one of the things I miss about living there. Thanks. :)
Love that poem...and the Japanese maple leaves (I think that's what those are). The last of fall color is being rained off the trees today. Winter is finally breathing down our necks after a long and glorious fall in NE!
nothing like fall colors! i had the strange desire last week to be somewhere in new hampshire, vermont, or massachusetts - somewhere with hills of brightly colored trees, the smell of sea salt, and clam chowder! i love fall.