There is no season in all the

There is no season in all the year so beautiful, so radiant with glory, as the early autumn. There is no time when the human soul drinks in so fully the glory and beauty of nature. All objects of beauty are more beautiful while passing away from us. The closing up of a beautiful life?the fading of the holy stars in the dim light of morning?the ending of a quiet summer day and the passing away of the bright summer glory, are all more sweet and lovely as they are lost to us. The death-glow always beautifies anything that wears the trace of beauty ere it goes back to nothingness. We do not understand the secret of this principle, yet we know that it is some law of the infinite mind. ~Northern Advocateqtd in Cyclopaedia of Nature Teachings, 1892, TPVgb reprinted

October gave a party the leaves by


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"

There ought to be a way combine

There ought to be a way to combine “autumn” and “morning” into one word, the combination of the two is special enough to be its own entity. ~Terri Guillemets

Around and around the house leaves fall

Around and around the house the leaves fall thick, but never fast, for they come circling down with a dead lightness that is somber and slow.  ~Charles Dickens, Bleak House

There is a harmony in autumn and

There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!  ~Percy Bysshe Shelley

The one red leaf the last of

The one red leaf, the last of its clan,
That dances as often as dance it can,
Hanging so light, and hanging so high,
On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
~Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Oh how we love pumpkin season you

Oh how we love pumpkin season.  You did know this gourd-ish squash has its own season, right?  Winter, Spring, Summer, Pumpkin…. We anxiously anticipate it every year.  ~Trader Joe’s Fearless Flyer, October 2010

The days may not be so bright

The days may not be so bright and balmy?yet the quiet and melancholy that linger around them is fraught with glory. Over everything connected with autumn there lingers some golden spell?some unseen influence that penetrates the soul with its mysterious power. ~Northern Advocateqtd in Cyclopaedia of Nature Teachings, 1892, TPVgb reprinted

A wind has blown the rain away

A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand.  I think, I too, have known autumn too long.  ~e.e. cummings