Out and about

A wind has blown the crimson leaves.

Like memories of yesterdays

I saw them whirl

Scattering reminiscences of moments in time

I must too...

I am an autumn leave

Blown by furtive winds
I shall open up my arms,
spread them wide

And sing

Sing a song of seasons

And songs of new beginnings...

It's been wonderfully beautiful, and warm, and sunny and autumnal here...

And I've been so wonderfully happy

My soul shivers and words falter

Finding the right words to express the earnest

And humblest feelings of my heart it's almost foolish...

 

And thus I've been filling up ancient mossy flower pots
with some of my favorite plants—ferns.

In November!

And they can be left outside too!

Why they're at home in the mellow sun.

  This November of lush greens and autumn leaves...

 

Out in the forest at the back of our home...

Dreaming, singing, walking deep in leaves

There's a wide range of little magical places where to dream and play I may say...

Now, that's my kind of place for my backyard...

 

And in the house?

The almost emptied house feels lovely as it is...

Clean wooden floors

The echo of our footsteps singing autumnal songs in the autumnal evenings...

Eating ice-cream while watching movies past bedtime...

Like children in summertime...

Cricket songs outside

Love inside.

 

Ah I cannot be any happier...

And I hope you are too my friends!