Thursday, September 02, 2010

September

..."So September comes with a few more harbingers than usual, some of the outriders early with their message. But autumn never comes overnight. It creeps in on a misty dawn and vanishes in the hot afternoon. It tiptoes through the treetops, roughing a few leaves, then rides a tuft of thistledown across the valley and away. It sits on a hilltop and hoots like an October owl in the dusk. It plays tag with the wind. Autumn is a changeling, busy as a squirrel in a hickory tree, idle as the languid brook. It is August ended, October inevitable, summer's ripeness and richness fulfilled in sweet September." Hal Borland's Twelve Moons of the Year

6 comments:

Mrs. Goodneedle said...

How sweet it is!

Happy September, Angie!

Donna said...

I love Autumn!

Hugs,
Donna

sandy, from gardenpath said...

Good quote! I was thinking about Hal Borland yesterday when I looked up a wildflower that could remain dormant up to 60 years. A long time ago, I had a book by him with a section on how long seeds lasted. Wish I could find it.

Sug said...

I almost called you when I read that one..but thought it too early in the a.m.

Sug

julieQ said...

Love that verse! Autumn is one of our favorite times of year..unfortunately, summer still has a grip on us!! Soon, though...

Meggie said...

Ah, Angie! As we move into Spring with it's fickle moods we are reminded how similar the changing seasons can be.
We are having the spring flowers, with the cold winds, and snarky weather. Soon it will be our Summer, full-on and ugly, with the heavy humidity. We try to relish our fickle Spring!