Wednesday, September 23, 2015
THE FIRST DAY OF FALL
Autumn, Queen of Year
When pumpkins are so yellow and the vines with grapes abound, when the melons are so mellow and the nuts fall to the ground; when persimmons lose their bitters, and the apples are so red; when we love to eat corn fitters since the roasting ears have fled; when vacation days are over and the children go to school, they no longer play in clover, but must learn "Arithmos-rule," when weird Halloween's most naughty elves with gnomes and sprites appear, while fat Thanksgiving fills the shelves - tis Autumn, Queen of Year. ~Winifred Sackville Stoner, Jr.~
In the other gardens and all up the vale, from the autumn bonfires see the smoke trail!
Pleasant summer over and all the summer flowers, the red fire blazes, the grey smoke towers.
Sing a song of seasons! Something bright in all! Flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.
~Robert Louis Stevenson~
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