Autumn evenings

Clear evening skies, 
a sprinkle of burnt red and gold,
drifting away under my feet,
whispering the name autumn ~ Hints Of Life

A first sign of autumn in the neighborhood

Childhood memories of cool, misty September evenings are etched in my mind. How mama would have our light cardigans drycleaned sometime early in the month. Like the other young mothers she would be prepared for the change of season. This year though September feels more like a summer month. Gone are the days when the John Keats ode to autumn – ‘Seasons of mist and mellow fruitfulness‘ – felt so befitting for this time of the year. Still it warms the heart to see the leaves of the mellow garden tree turn a burnt red and yellow. A sign of the arrival of autumn.

September walks are delightful. There against the evening sky resplendent in gold is the mellow garden tree. Standing under its canopy I wait patiently to witness the magical autumn moment, the slow falling leaves, the fall foliage to come. It’s a tradition to collect a handful of autumn leaves in my copper basket, a reminder of nature’s lessons on life and existence. We come into this world for a short while, play our roles and vanish eventually into the cosmos to unite with the universe.

The mellow garden tree leaf in its autumn glory

It is pure joy to see a cluster of yellow mellow leaves changing color. Standing out among the green pine trees, they create a beautiful vista for onlookers.

Autumn resplendent in burnt red and yellow

And then the mind turns to the prospect of those misty, cooler days when the sun will beam weak on my face, my breath fogging the car windows. Snug, cozy nights, reading glasses, a cup of tea. Do share below your autumn stories. How has it been so far for you?

Signing off with best autumn wishes! 😊

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