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My soul wants to shut out the busyness of September and perhaps it would if I were not able to get out and see the autumn leaves and feel the cool, settling air. There is stillness, decay, and death. But there is also a glimpse of hope - I gather perennial seeds and scatter them in new places hoping for the miracle of spring that will bring them to life.
Many years I have gathered autumn leaves - we all like to "gather" certain things in the hopes, perhaps, of somehow possessing them, or hanging on so we don't lose them. Well, perhaps by painting these leaves I no longer need to gather. I feel I am brushing and coaxing many colours and shapes into a memory of autumn.
A few quotes on autumn which cause me to ponder and which hold in them something truly profound about how we might experience this season:
Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn.
Elizabeth Lawrence
Elizabeth Lawrence
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I
were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
George Eliot
George Eliot
I cannot endure to waste anything as precious as autumn
sunshine by staying in the house. So I spend almost all the daylight hours in
the open air.
Nathaniel Hawthorne
Nathaniel Hawthorne
Autumn wins you best by this, its mute
Appeal to sympathy for its decay.
Robert Browning
Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.
Yoko Ono
Appeal to sympathy for its decay.
Robert Browning
Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.
Yoko Ono

these first few nights of coolth leave me conflicted - i love sleeping in cool air, under my duvet. i love the way the world smells first thing on a cool morning. i love the quality of fall sunlight. i love marigolds. i do not love the feeling that summer has slipped by me, and all the summer chores undone clamor for attention. rush. rush. hurry up. must finish these before winter. i think i will just go outside and enjoy the good late-summer sniffs!
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molly
i'm with you Molly on these thoughts and love how you express them...this evening after dinner in the gazebo I just sat there and read for over an hour:) what wonderful weather we are having.
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