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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It’s been a fairly mild winter again.
But back in December, we enjoyed a week or so of wonderland!
I found some lamps ready to light the way
And a little brown cabin
Enjoying the view of the frozen lake.
This magnificent tree
Looked lovely in its winter dress of hoar frost —
As did Ruby!
But my favourite sight has to be
This hidden red cottage
Nestled in a bed of frosted branches.
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It was the end of October
And the frosted jetty floated in the rising sun.
A glowing Ruby
Was ready to play in the golden light.
The frost turned her breath
Into a white beard.
Grass crunched underfoot —
And the diamond-studded earth
Made a lovely canvas for a meeting with friends.
After all, happiness is a frosted dog!
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Autumn is a glowing time of year:
When trees glow
And leaves catch fire.
It’s a joyful time
Of dewy play
Showing off their families on the local lake.
And, if you’re lucky,
You can catch frosted jewels
Among the leaves.
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Spring dances in —
Two steps forward and one step back.
Give way to soft pink light.
Blue skies are serenaded
By blur of wings and trees
Waiting to burst into bud.
And winter leaves behind
A fragile reminder of its return.
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One of the delights of having an early frost
Is that you can capture both frost and colour:
This is one of my favourite photos from October.
The lemon tones
Were repeated in this frosted yellow beauty
While the late autumn cone flowers
Danced in icy tutus to the music of the wind.
There is a bit of insanity in dancing that does everybody a great deal of good. ~ Edwin Denby
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The first frost of the season
Sprinkled the flowers
With pink and ice.
Silken threads of web
Filled the spaces
Between frozen water drops.
The last rose of the season
Seemed more perfect in
And dropped a single petal
As a farewell to summer.
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We celebrated the spring equinox
With three days of snow.
But that doesn’t matter —
The equinox is the time when the world is
In perfect balance:
That moment when the light of day
And the dark of night are equal
All around the world.
And now, here in the northern hemisphere,
We go towards lighter times…
Even if we are enjoying the coldest ever winter this spring!
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Let me take you back to the end of October last year,
To a cold day of frosted eyelashes on leaves.
It was a stunning bright day
Perfect for a drive out to the horse ranch
Sporting its old Grand Central clock on the side of the barn.
The brilliance of the sun
Turned the wires into art
And behind the frosted thistles
I discovered a secret world of rainbow bubbles.
On the way home, I stopped to admire
The endurance of this ancient rune stone
(And to wonder if the Simpsons was based on the pattern on the stone…
Look at those eyes!)
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It’s cold and deliciously wintery now.
But a couple of weeks ago,
When it seemed as if winter would never arrive,
The promise of winter hung in
The frosted sky
Painting hopes and lake
With glorious tones of gold.
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