singing the sunset –
the color of the afternoon sky –
softly pale blue sky eases into lavender and pale pink –
reflections of pastel light flows across the waters surface –
quietly comes the night
twilight flows over the eastern ridge-
pouring the stars-
onto the waters edge
first twinkle appears –
just above the deepening horizon –
our wishing star
One of my favorite fall chores is raking and then burning the leaves. And, yes, we still use yard rakes – not those loud whiney noisey leaf blowers. Bob says we use the acoustic tools not electric! That wonderful scritching sound of the metal tines against the ground and that dry rustling of the leaves is the sound of autumn to me. One of my fondest memories is of all us little grandkids helping my Granddad Allen in Crossett, Arkansas, rake and clean his yard before Thanksgiving dinner. All the leaves would be swept and piled onto his garden. Then – a thrill for every little kid – a big bonfire of crackling leaves and the smell of burning pine needles.
Today, I raked the drives and had three big leaf piles waiting on Bob when he got home from work. So after dinner, we burned the leaves.
bright orange and scarlet flames
final colors of october leaves
Yesterday was a dark, gloomy, cold, rainy, spring day in the Ozarks. We needed the rain but the temperature stayed about 48-50 degrees, so felt raw all day. It was a good day to do chores and laundry and listen to NPRs classical music all afternoon.
Then in the late afternoon, the cloud deck lifted and the colors of the sunset hit the ridges east of us, turning the tops of the hills golden in the evening light. They just glowed in the sunlight. A glorious way to end the day.
And, as always, another day in the course of our seasons!