Autumn is a time
When anything is possible —
Like flaming leaves glowing in the light of the rising sun
On an outdoor barbecue.
And, of course, it’s a time
For play in the autumn leaves
(This is Ruby.)
And the exuberance of a swim
Amid the autumn joy.
(This is my goofball, Simmie.)
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Last week saw us with minus temperatures
And a hard frost on the ground.
It was the kind of morning that is a gift —
With crisp air and a light that made the yellow leaves
Glow like chandeliers.
Simson found new energy
In the cold.
Ruby and I sat on a frosty bench
And listened to the falling leaves —
They sounded like rain.
I do love autumn, don’t you?
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Wide skies of
Red and purple
Invite us to drink
In the wonder and beauty of nature —
And, of course, if you’re a dog,
To take a dip in
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One evening in the early summer
There was a special light in the air.
Midges danced around Ruby like small diamonds;
Brother and sister enjoyed
Some quiet moments of beauty while Simson charged in for a dip;
And a special glow painted the landscape
With summer light.
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School’s out and the long, long summer holidays have started.
The kids and I are kicking off the first week of summer
By going to a surf camp in Peniche, Portugal,
And learning something new: surfing.
I’ve got Our World ready to go up next week
(Hope there are no problems!)
I won’t be around for about ten days or so
So won’t be commenting on your blogs.
Catch you later!
The spring rains fall
Leaving behind crystal balls on leaves —
Entire worlds living in those small raindrops.
Grass grows wildly
Dotted with the cheerful faces
Of dandelions and dogs.
A tiny yellow snail
Reminds me that slow
Is the pace of nature
And that trees reflected
Create their own art.
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Spring is due here any moment…
I can tell by the grey days we’re having
When branches drip
With rainy pearls,
Revel in melting snow.
The little yellow suns of the crocus
Patiently wait for some sun
As do we.
In the meantime, I enjoy the orange pop of a boat —
I like how the lines on the boat match
The waves on the lake.
And when another hail or snowstorm rushes in
We meet it with ears flapping
And hair flying – in the hope that spring will soon arrive.
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November was mild and grey —
But one day, the sun broke through the cover
To create a lovely golden horizon of trees.
Clouds floated by
In rainbow colours,
And, of course, Ruby had to pose
At the end of the jetty under the silver sky.
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I hope you travel through the coming year
With light and love in your hearts.
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Autumn is a time of exuberant energy —
It’s quite zensational, in fact.
The golden coins of leaves
Hang like happy suns in the trees;
The light in the woods
Everywhere you go,
You can see flying leaves
(Those black dots aren’t dirt, they are leaves!)
And beautiful views.
And the best thing about autumn
Is that you’re never too old
To frolic in the leaves.
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