More from the woods. Leaves are falling quickly now. Guess the indian summer won’t last long. Was short but nice this year.
Dark hills against a hollow crocus sky
Scarfed with its crimson pennons, and below
The dome of sunset long, hushed valleys lie
Cradling the twilight, where the lone winds blow
And wake among the harps of leafless trees
Fantastic runes and mournful melodies.
The chilly purple air is threaded through
With silver from the rising moon afar,
And from a gulf of clear, unfathomed blue
In the southwest glimmers a great gold star
Above the darkening druid glens of fir
Where beckoning boughs and elfin voices stir.
And so I wander through the shadows still,
And look and listen with a rapt delight,
Pausing again and yet again at will
To drink the elusive beauty of the night,
Until my soul is filled, as some deep cup,
That with divine enchantment is brimmed up.
December is here, and donates the first frosty day.
God gave us memories that we might have roses in December
– John M. Barrie
The last ones…
In this Autumn of the year there be image
Pictorial earthtone’s…..the artist’s nirvana
Flecks of shades….bleed into each spray
Summer’s closure…..sets on the causway
– Frank James Ryan Jr.
Some more from todays autumnal woods.
Some autumnal scenes from today at dusk. Please click the Thumbnails for a larger size.
Autumn is really the best of the seasons; and I’m not sure that old age isn’t the best part of life. But of course, like autumn, it doesn’t last.
Down the autumn alley
Running like a horse between the trees
The ground beneath my feet
Gives me something to hold on to
* David Sylvian – Laughter And Forgetting
Autumn dawns have a very special appeal. It needs some luck to catch the small time window where the light is not too strong and washed out by the usual haze but just bright enough to enlighten the scene in a warm manner which, in my region, can only be seen during fall.
Sadness flies on the wings of the morning and out of the heart of darkness comes the light. ~Jean Giraudoux
Camera: Olympus E-30 | Focal: 16mm | Shutter: 1/320 | ISO: 200 | Aperture: f/8,0
In the fields again. Still very nice, nearly spring-like temperatures in this November. This time last year we’ve already had snow. If it would be up to me, this could last the whole winter ;).
A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire, in magnitude at least, but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart. ~Hal Borland
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. ~Albert Camus
Another shot from the local autumnal forest. I think I could stand this forever. The flavor, the warm autumn light on my face, the silence, the rustle of the leafs when I walk. Ok, I don’t want to be to mawkish… ;)
Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn. ~Elizabeth Lawrence
Camera: Olympus E-30 | Focal: 15mm | Shutter: 1/10s | ISO: 200 | Aperture: f/6,3
This year we are so lucky with the indian summer. Weather is great and as soon as the daily fog lifts, it’s nearly perfect. Today it was 18 degrees. That’s warmer than on some of this years midsummer days. OK, most of the daylight-time I have to spend in my office, but nevertheless, I hope this weather will last a few days longer. Makes me feel very positive and I may save it for the darker days, yet to come.
How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days. ~John Burroughs
As mentioned before, the circle is almost complete.
For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad. ~Edwin Way Teale
Camera: Olympus E-30 | Focal: 35mm | Shutter: 1/2s | ISO: 200 | Aperture: f/10