Falling Into the First Day of Autumn

Fall poemsYesterday was the first official day of Autumn, and it just so happened to be a picture perfect day where everything was “just right” – the soft blanket of blue sky, the sunny warm and still air, the full-blossomed, perfectly poised purple petunias. But “just right” never stays long – things change as nature, a “trustworthy guide”*,  shows us season to season as we now watch the coming and going of summer to autumn. The turning of leaves into an exhilarating brilliance ends with a falling into a cooler, darker, and heavier season. The lightness, openness and warmth of summer has departed leaving behind the “meeker” chillier mornings that Emily Dickinson wrote about in her poem about autumn below:

The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry’s cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.

The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I’ll put a trinket on.  Read more

“Springing Forward” With Hope

“Dear March, come in!
How glad I am!
 I hoped for you before
Put down your hat
You must have walked
How out of breath you are!
Dear March, how are you?  

–Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

Spring calendar “Hope is the thing with feathers-
that perches in the soul –
and sings the tune without the words –
and never stops – at all – …”

–Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

Quotes about hope

 And so,while we await with HOPE for SPRING, let us enjoy a (McSorley’s Old Ale House) beer and toast to a season full of hope, happiness and sunshine!
And don’t forget to “spring” your clocks forward to Daylight Savings Time on Saturday night!

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