Several years ago, as I sat on my front porch just enjoying the beauty of autumn, gazing fondly at a huge tree in my neighbors yard, this poem just started running through my soul. Today, as I thought about the fact that it’s the first day of autumn, 2019, I decided to re-post that poemContinue reading “My Heart Belongs To Autumn (re-post)”
I’m tired Of summer heat. I say this ev’ry year: Fall is the only perfect time Of year. Autumn Is close now. I hear the crickets sing. And leaves are falling one by one. Can’t wait. Seasons Come and go. And I appreciate All of them, but none so much as Autumn. Thanks so muchContinue reading “Three Autumn Cinquain: I’m So Ready”
Visit “A Dash of Sunny” for the Prompt Nights challenge details. WHERE IS SPRING??? My calendar says April, And Spring is official, But something is wrong In my world. For cold winds are blowing; It just might start snowing, If those clouds I see Come unfurled. What has happened to seasons? They have noContinue reading “Prompt Nights 11- Spring”
Leaf by tender leaf, I watch this stately monarch Dressing up for fall. Gold, russet, yellow, And brilliant red — her choices, For she loves them all. Hour by passing hour The change begins subdued – but Then bursts into flame. I revel in the site. My heart belongs to Autumn. It’s joy calls myContinue reading “My Heart Belongs To Autumn”
It really is spring! You can see it in the air! It’s in all those big white things that are swirling madly through the air and sticking to all the trees, the yards, and the cars. My Southern Illinois (USA) neighborhood yesterday, March 25, 2013.
Well, I’ve promised a slide show of my Smoky Mountain trip photos, but I don’t have all of them ready yet. But in the meantime, I walked out my front door a couple days ago, and all this beauty just exploded right before my eyes. I had to capture it, and now I’m sharing itContinue reading “Hometown Autumn”
In the early morning of October 23 — just 11 days from today — thousands of swallows will lift off the grounds of the San Juan Capistrano mission, circle the mission once, and begin their pre-scheduled 7500-mile flight back to their home city of Goya, Argentina. They will have spent 7 months at the mission,Continue reading “Our Homing Device”