Thursday, September 23, 2010

First Day of Fall

I stepped out of the house the other morning onto a front walk peppered with leaves. “How can this be?” I wondered. Yes, we’ve had a cool snap, but it’s only September! Then, I remembered that everything has been about two weeks ahead this season, and was shocked to realize that while I appreciated the two extra weeks in the spring, I’m missing them now! I'm not ready for Fall!

I know this poem by Shakespeare isn’t about Fall, but I think about it every year when I see the maples changing color and dropping their leaves. (Sorry about the lack of photos this morning, but it's pouring buckets of rain.)

That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth from the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire,
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the deathbed whereon it must expire,
Consumed by that which it was nourished by.
This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.

What is Fall like where you are? And, happy Spring to those of you “Down Under!”

4 comments:

Alison said...

Thanks for the welcome dose of Shakespeare this morning! One of my favorites. Fall is definitely here too. Rainy and cold!

Fooberries said...

Fall you say is upon us,
I close my eyes and cry.
Denial is my only recourse
and Summer I will try to pry,
from the cold wet hands of Fall.

No choice on this slide,
This slippery slope
of days early dark, and nights that require
the stoke of the fire.

Come back Summer! Come back!

Apologies to all for my pathetic attempt at poetry.

Fall is great party, but the aftermath is what I really don't look forward to.

And yes I did spend .5 hour on my roof last night sweeping standing water down the drain.

debsgarden said...

Every morning I stick my head out the door, to see if fall is flirting with us yet! But possessive summer has a hard grip and won't let go. Still, fall is coming. It is my second most favorite season, next to spring.

Auntie K said...

Alison; Glad to oblige. And, it's one of my fave's too! It's supposed to be rainy again today and pleasant tomorrow. Maybe I can get a little more done then!

Fooberries; Who knew you were a poet?! The images are so vivid! And, I'm not looking forward to the aftermath of fall, either. Although, I do love the first snow! Glad to hear you got the water off the roof.

debsgarden; I have a friend who lives down south, and she said it was quite pleasant still. No sign of fall. I'm going to try to get some snapshots of the trees before all the leaves blow away! Thanks for stopping by.

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