I was a child not much given to philosophical speculation, but the fact that my family, which doesn't do much traveling, would drive a hundred miles to see trees in autumn foliage made a big impression. I got the message even then that these trees, these colors, these smells and sounds, these ceremonies of passage, were important."
-Ann Zwinger
Summer's loss seems little, dear, on days like these.
- Ernest Dowson
The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.
- Henry Beston
Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable...the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street by a gusty wind, and the gabble of a flock of migrating geese.
- Hal Borland
From Cait - An Update
10 years ago
2 comments:
I love these words. Especially the use of 'dear' in the second one. It's just so special, somehow. And I love Beston's cottons and wools. Perfect! Thank you.
So glad you liked this, Nan. I like Beston's quote especially - it's so true.
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