Friday, September 22, 2017
"It comes on a morning with a clear sky
and a clean horizon,
a brilliant morning full of blue and green
and the long shadows of sunrise.
It is not a gray mist;
it is white, white as daisy petals,
whiter than cumulus clouds,
shimmery white and so thin it shimmers
of silver as the sun strikes through it."
A walk around our yard in the morning mist:
Thank you for taking this walk with me on
the day that my favorite nature writer, Hal Borland,
says that "another equinox is tallied off and
officially another Summer ends."
Our 2.4 acre wedge-shaped yard has over 500 ft.
road frontage along curving pavement
so few drivers dare speed on it.
RH has a lot of grass to cut but I asked him
to leave a long section of it wild
along a thick hedgerow that gives us road
privacy and gives the wildlife shelter.
Happy first day of Autumn to all of you!
I'm so excited to see this day come!
"This [a morning mist] is the blown breath of Autumn long before there is even a hint of frost in the air."
The "blown breath of Autumn"....I feel it coming! Do you?