Tag: seasons

“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.” 
― Lauren DeStefano

It is that time of year when we start to think of change in the garden.  The weather shifts a bit tickling us with a nip in the air.  The leaves take on a lighter green and begin to fade to yellows and reds here and there.  The fall flowers come on strong, and the veg garden begins to wind down.

I can hardly begin to think about fall as I spent so little time in the garden in spring and summer.  But I think the fall garden is one of the most special.  It is so very rich in blessings, and what a celebration it gives before retiring for the year.

So instead of grumbling about fall coming, I want to take time to celebrate all the earth has given me in my gardens!

“The days may not be so bright and balmy—yet the quiet and melancholy that linger around them is fraught with glory. Over everything connected with autumn there lingers some golden spell—some unseen influence that penetrates the soul with its mysterious power.” ~Northern Advocate 

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“Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable…the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street…by a gusty wind, and the gabble of a flock of migrating geese.”  

~ Hal Borland

 

 

The geese are beginning to move already.  And many birds have left the garden.  Packed up and taken their beautiful song and cute little babies South.  But the Goldfinches are now stealing the show in the garden as they have free reign to gorge on all the seed left from the summer blooms.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Methinks I see the sunset light flooding the river valley, the western hills stretching to the horizon, overhung with trees gorgeous and glowing with the tints of autumn—a mighty flower garden, blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, Frost…”

~John Greenleaf Whittier, “Patucket Falls” 

 

 

As the sunsets earlier in fall, it hits the barren trees with a magical color that is unseen in other seasons.  The colors of fall splash from the sky to the trees to flower blooms that continue on into fall.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 “The leaves fall patiently

Nothing remembers or grieves
The river takes to the sea
The yellow drift of leaves.”
~ Sara Teasdale

 

 

I am just catching a glimpse of the leaves already turning in the garden.  I can’t hold back autumn.  It will come no matter what I do or what I think.  So I have decided to enjoy every second of this seasonal change.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Then summer fades and passes, and October comes. Will smell smoke then, and feel an unsuspected sharpness, a thrill of nervous, swift elation, a sense of sadness and departure.”

~Thomas Wolfe, You Can’t Go Home Again

 

 

Autumn is always a bittersweet time.  The lovely colors, the childhood memories of school and Halloween, the late veg garden still producing, but soon the winds will shift and bite cold.  The color will drain from the garden as autumn progresses.  But it only makes the buds of spring just that much more beautiful next year.