Monday, October 14, 2013

the passage into autumn

The slow transition into fall has officially begun. Misty mornings, gentle hints of color from the trees, farmers burning their post-harvest mounds and filling the air with smoky, woody fragrance, and stands filled with pumpkins and mums. It’s time for hearty soup, stew and chili, woolly sweaters and bedtime with quilts pulled up closely.  Autumn is not just a season, but for me it's also a peaceful, comforting state of mind.





2 comments:

Tracy Altieri said...

My favorite time of year - it hits every single sense!

S. Etole said...

I like the pumpkins tucked among the plants and the duck taking a drink of water. Most of our leaves have dropped by now.