Morning Mist

"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."
Hal Borland

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!

Are you?

"This [a morning mist] is the blown breath of Autumn long before there is even a hint of frost in the air."

Hal Borland

The "blown breath of Autumn"....I feel it coming! Do you?