What is more delicious than the bright flames of autumn
And the zen of a heron gliding over the water
Before flying off into eternity?
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It’s a frosty dawn,
And the moon reflects in the still waters of the lake
Like a penny dipped in silver.
The golden trees are a tapestry of light.
Later on, we get to the little beach by the sauna house:
The moon is gone,
But not the beauty of a calm, early morning with frost.
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If autumn could be summed up in a picture, it would be this one:
Golden leaves, the sauna house and Ruby posing by the water.
Simmie would rather explore
And swim than pose.
A week later, even more leaves have fallen off the trees,
Like whispers, and I see another portrait of the sauna house
Peeking out from behind the leaves.
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I had a great visit with my mum in England.
The day of my arrival saw the tail end of Hurricane Ophelia,
Which created a lovely background for sheep silhouettes.
The next day was warm and misty.
On our walk, we saw a strange, n-ewe species:
The two-headed sheep!
(Sorry about the baa-d pun.)
Our destination was this old, Saxon church
Dating back to the late 11th century.
My father is buried in this beautiful (and slightly isolated) location.
I’m busy this week with work so will only be posting once.
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It’s early autumn here …
And the fields are full of wildflowers still —
And a dog or two.
(A wolf was spotted here a couple of weeks ago too, but it’s long gone.)
There’s nothing more wonderful
Than running free in autumn colours.
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