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That's a beauty Becke!

 

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My green thumb came only as a result of the mistakes I made while learning to see things from the plant's point of view.  (Fred Hale.)

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Choisya - thanks so much for posting one yesterday. I haven't had much computer time since I've been at this convention.

Here's one for today:

 

Autumn Movement

1878-1967




I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts. 

The field of cornflower yellow is a scarf at the neck of the copper 
         sunburned woman, the mother of the year, the taker of seeds. 

The northwest wind comes and the yellow is torn full of holes, 
         new beautiful things come in the first spit of snow on the northwest wind, 
         and the old things go, not one lasts. 

 

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And here's one more:

 

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      OCTOBER is the treasurer of the year,
      And all the months pay bounty to her store:
      The fields and orchards still their tribute bear,
      And fill her brimming coffers more and more.
      But she, with youthful lavishness,
      Spends all her wealth in gaudy dress,
      And decks herself in garments bold
      Of scarlet, purple, red, and gold.

       


      She heedeth not how swift the hours fly,
      But smiles and sings her happy life along;
      She only sees above a shining sky;
      She only hears the breezes' voice in song.
      Her garments trail the woodland through,
      And gather pearls of early dew
      That sparkle till the roguish Sun
      Creeps up and steals them every one.

       


      But what cares she that jewels should be lost,
      When all of Nature's bounteous wealth is hers?
      Though princely fortunes may have been their cost,
      Not one regret her calm demeanor stirs.
      Whole-hearted, happy, careless, free,
      She lives her life out joyously,
      Nor cares when Frost stalks o'er her way
      And turns her auburn locks to gray.

       


      Paul Laurence Dunbar
  •  October

 

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A blade of grass

 

Said a blade of grass to an autumn leaf, "You make such a noise falling! You scatter all my winter dreams."

Said the leaf indignant, "Low-born and low-dwelling! Songless, peevish thing! You live not in the upper air and you cannot tell the sound of singing."

Then the autumn leaf lay down upon the earth and slept. And when spring came she waked again -- and she was a blade of grass.

And when it was autumn and her winter sleep was upon her, and above her through all the air the leaves were falling, she muttered to herself, "O these autumn leaves! They make such a noise! They scatter all my winter dreams."

 

K.Gibran

 

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October by Robert Frost
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes' sake, if the were all,
Whose elaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost--
For the grapes' sake along the all.

 

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Thanks for all those Becke - very heart warming.  Mine today is much more mundane because it is true for me but it is American:-

 

Last night, there came a frost, which has done great damage to my garden.... It is sad that Nature will play such tricks on us poor mortals, inviting us with sunny smiles to confide in her, and then, when we are entirely within her power, striking us to the heart.  ~Nathaniel Hawthorne, The American Notebooks

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Choisya wrote:

Thanks for all those Becke - very heart warming.  Mine today is much more mundane because it is true for me but it is American:-

 

Last night, there came a frost, which has done great damage to my garden.... It is sad that Nature will play such tricks on us poor mortals, inviting us with sunny smiles to confide in her, and then, when we are entirely within her power, striking us to the heart.  ~Nathaniel Hawthorne, The American Notebooks


 

 

Oh, Choisya, that is so true!  Here's a couple funnies for today:

 

The autumn leaves are a lot like raising kids. First they turn on you, and then they fly away. And next thing you know, you look out the window and they're back!

 

Q. How do you fix a broken pumpkin?

A. With a pumpkin patch (okay, I know -- it's a groaner!)

 

 

While I was searching for those, I found this one -- I could relate, and I thought you all might like it, too:

 

 Right now, I’m having amnesia and deja-vu at the same time. I think I’ve forgotten this before. – Steven Wright


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I'm a month off with this one, but I just found it:

 

September

The breezes taste
     Of apple peel. 
The air is full 
     Of smells to feel- 
Ripe fruit, old footballs, 
     Burning brush, 
New books, erasers, 
     Chalk, and such. 
The bee, his hive, 
     Well-honeyed hum, 
And Mother cuts 
     Chrysanthemums. 
Like plates washed clean 
     With suds, the days 
Are polished with 
     A morning haze.

 

John Updike

 

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"Ere, in the northern gale,
The summer tresses of the trees are gone, 
The woods of Autumn, all around our vale, 
Have put their glory on."


-  William Cullen Bryant, 
Autumn Woods

 

 

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The lands are lit
With all of the autumn blaze of golden-rod,
And everywhere the purple asters nod
And bend and wave and flit. ~ H. Hunt Jackson

 

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Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. 
-- Stanley Horowitz

 

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"I know the year is dying,
Soon the summer will be dead.
I can trace it in the flying
Of the black crows overhead;
I can hear it in the rustle
Of the dead leaves as I pass,
And the south wind's plaintive sighing
Through the dry and withered grass.

Ah, 'tis then I love to wander,
Wander idly and alone,
Listening to the solemn music
Of sweet nature's undertone;
Wrapt in thoughts I cannot utter,
Dreams my tongue cannot express,
Dreams that match the autumn's sadness
In their longing tenderness."
-  Mortimer Crane Brown, Autumn Dreams

 

 

 

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This reminds me, (a thought for the day)  what happened to those other threads, the original thoughts...and poems we all wrote?  I can't find them, or I would have stuck my poem in it.  I was thinking, you should gather them all up and get them published as a sort of B&NBC anthology of garden club verses.

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A woman posted this on YouTube in memory of her father. I think it counts as a Thought for the Day -- turn your sound up.
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Spades take up leaves
No better than spoons,
And bags full of leaves
Are light as balloons.
I make a great noise
Of rustling all day
Like rabbit and deer
Running away.


Robert Frost

 

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I sent that one to my grandaughter Becke:smileyhappy:Here is a nice little website.

 

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Choisya wrote:

I sent that one to my grandaughter Becke:smileyhappy:Here is a nice little website.

 


 

 

Beautiful! I love they way they printed the poems on leaves -- wish I could figure out how to do that. Here's one for today:

 

Autumn River Song
by Li Po

The moon shimmers in green water.
White herons fly through the moonlight.

The young man hears a girl gathering water-chestnuts:
into the night, singing, they paddle home together.


~ Translated by Sam Hamill