I was enjoying visiting around blogland today and was inspired by dear Alaura of The
Cottage Rose to share some of the earliest signs of autumn we have here in SW Virginia~
First of all, if it's September, it's time to plant grass. ..and we have straw patches everywhere...trying to regain area that has been devastated by previous dry/hot seasons. Thankfully, we enjoyed much more beautiful, weather this past summer, but the grass around our yard is still struggling.
You will notice the russet reds of the many dogwoods in our neighbors gardens.
Trees loaded with berries may be heralding a cold, harsh winter to come...
My perennial daisies finally made a showing along with the rusts of the perennial mums on the wall.
With the autumn wreath on the door, and pumpkin by the chair,,,,
I wouldnt be surprised to smell a savory, cinnamony treat baking inside...
or at least a scented candle burning offering its fragrant semblance.
When we were staying in Lititz, PA a couple of weeks ago, our morning reverie was interrupted by a bevy of migrating honkers.... quite a show for this southern mountain lass.
Something Told the Wild Geese
Something told the wild geese
It was time to go.
Though the fields lay golden
Something whispered - "Snow."
Leaves were green and stirring,
Berries, luster-glossed,
But beneath warm feathers
Something cautioned - "Frost."
All the sagging orchards
Steamed with amber spice,
But each wild breast stiffened
At remembered ice.
Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly -
Summer sun was on their wings,
Winter in their cry.
As an elementary teacher I loved to share Ms. Field's poetry which never failed to satisfy both our scientific endeavors, and our love of the written word.
