“Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves,
We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!”Humbert Wolfe
Autumn has only arrived, in accordance with the calendar. Though leaves have been falling and the air is chill each morning for a few weeks now.
It’s apple time, but I feel a glimmer of nostalgia for some special summer evenings that passed this year. Artisanal pizza eaten outdoors in Waitsfield, Vermont—with old dear friends who live in Ontario, al fresco dining at a secluded cottage in Corinth, Vermont—with our exiled Vermont-to-Glasgow friends, walking the beach on Plum Island in late August as the sun went down, watching fireworks by a campfire with friends….
So let the leaves fly, I’m okay with that.
We had heat, a good garden, a few hard knocks on the farm—and yet here we are, ready to put the grounds to bed before another year. The ground can only be fertile by being allowed to rest. It is the same for we people, I think.
Ready for pumkins and wool sweaters. Ready to take the quilts from the cedar chest and fold away the light cotton covers of summer. As I write the fire crackles, rain and fog cloak the morning.
I feel nostalgic also to say goodbye to the Summer,for me is the season of the joy! 🙂
It’s always a bittersweet parting. I agree.
beautiful. you have such a way with words. Your pictures make me envy your summer!
Well, Kate, it was a good summer, but I also wasn’t completing a novel, as were you!!!
Looks like a lovely summer of memories, well spent. We are just coming into spring here and our days are getting longer and full of promise. I hope we remember to spend them just as well!
Spring! Lucky you. Enjoy the greening of your world.
I can still taste that pizza. I’m off to put my grounds to rest right now. Beautiful post.
Mmmm, me too. But I miss the company even more.
Pure poetry.
Too kind. That’s how I think of your photographs, Rachel.
I love this time of year…..the picture was a great reminder!