Thursday, October 23, 2008

Nature is beautiful!

Delicious autumn!
My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird
I would fly about the earth
seeking the successive autumns.
~George Eliot~

In autumn when the trees are brown

The little leaves come tumbling down

They do not make the slightest sound

But lie so quietly on the ground

Until the wind comes puffing by

And blows them off towards the sky.

"Just before the death of flowers,

And before they are buried in snow,

There comes a festival season

When nature is all aglow."

~ Author Unknown~

"October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band."
~George Cooper~
October's Party

Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn.
~Elizabeth Lawrence~

A fallen leaf is nothing more than a summers wave good bye

Pumpkins in the cornfields
Gold among the brown
Leaves of rust and scarlet
Trembling slowly down
Birds that travel southward
Lovely time to play
Nothing is as pleasant
As an autumn day!

"Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves,
We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!"
~Humbert Wolfe~

The sweet calm sunshine of October,
Now warms the low spot upon its grassy mold.
The purple oakleaf falls;
The birchen bough drops its bright
Spoil like arrow heads of gold.
~William Cullen Bryant~

Leaves in the Fall come tumbling down,
Scarlet and yellow, russet and brown,
Leaves in the garden are swept in a heap,
The trees are ready for sleep.

A Song of the Woods
by Winifred Sackville Stoner, Jr.

"My leaves are turning crimson," the giant oak tree said,
"It's almost time these children should seek their winter's bed,
But how they still cling to me and gleam with crimson hue,
They truly are more lovely than cirrus clouds of blue.
And now throughout the forest - list! Hear their voices ring,
But 'tis in tones of sadness and sighing they now sing
'Alas! 'tis gone, fair summer, and winter's reign is near,
He cruelly strips the forest of all her summer cheer
By killing all her lovely leaves and likewise flowers gay
And driving all her fairy folk to homes of far away."


  1. I really like the 2nd photo of the Black Eyed Susans.

  2. Such beautiful words to go with beautiful pictures.
    I love walking along a path in the woods littered with leaves and hearing them beneath my feet! I did that this morning. :-)
    Have a great weekend.

  3. Wonderful post! Beautiful photographs and delightful poetry!

  4. Happyone, thank you so much. it's wonderful isn't it?

    Tile lady, thank you too.