"October is the month of painted leaves. Their rich glow now flashes round the world. As fruits and leaves and the day itself acquire a bright tint just before they fall, so the year near its setting. October is its sunset sky; November the later twilight."-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Anonymoses on the trail
photo by Iddybud
"You like it under the trees in autumn,- Wallace Stevens, The Motive for Metaphor
Because everything is half dead.
The wind moves like a cripple among the leaves
And repeats words without meaning."
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Iddybud.....Anonymoses
*check out our eyeballs!
Come said the wind to- A Children's Song of the 1880's
the leaves one day,
Come o'er the meadows
and we will play.
Put on your dresses
scarlet and gold,
For summer is gone
and the days grow cold.
May you have a beautiful autumn!
