Sunday, October 19, 2008

Fall Almanac IV

Thou comest, Autumn, heralded by the rain,
With banners, by great gales incessant fanned,
Brighter than brightest silks of Samarcand,
And stately oxen harnessed to thy wain!
Thou standest, like imperial Charlemagne,
Upon thy bridge of gold; thy royal hand
Outstretched with benedictions o'er the land,
Blessing the farms through all thy vast domain!
Thy shield is the red harvest moon, suspended
So long beneath the heaven's o'er-hanging eaves;
Thy steps are by the farmer's prayers attended;
Like flames upon an altar shine the sheaves;
And, following thee, in thy ovation splendid,
Thine almoner, the wind, scatters the golden leaves!
Autumn- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Longfellow isn't much read nowadays, is he?

Looking at our scene, on can see bare branches. And we had a lingering taste of summer last week, before things clouded up, then a trace of rain. Temperature has dropped below 60 for the first time this season, and the first low below 40.

Clouds at the end of the week before the weather changed.

And a scene deeper in the forest, so we can watch how the understory changes color.

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