Thursday, October 31, 2013

For the Love of Autumn





“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.”
Lauren DeStefano,
Wither

“I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.”
Henry David Thoreau


 “Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves,
We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!”
Humbert Wolfe



 “I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house.”
Nathaniel Hawthorne,
The American Notebooks







 “Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable...the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street...by a gusty wind, and the gabble of a flock of migrating geese.”
Hal Borland


 
“October proved a riot a riot to the senses and climaxed those giddy last weeks before Halloween.”
Keith Donohue


 “The tints of autumn...a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost.”
John Greenleaf Whittier


“I ate breakfast in the kitchen by candle-light, and then drove the five miles to the station through the most glorious October colouring. The sun came up on the way, and the swamp maples and dogwood glowed crimson and orange and the stone walls and cornfields sparkled with hoar frost; the air was keen and clear and full of promise. I knew something was going to happen. ”
Jean Webster,
Daddy-Long-Legs

2 comments:

Weekend-Windup said...

Beautiful words and pictures...

aseaman said...

Ah, your photo stories warm my heart, Girl.