Autumn is on my mind!
My mother-in-law brought me a huge bag of apples
the other day and I have been baking pies like crazy!
The smell of an apple pie in the oven always makes me think of autumn.
I visited my favorite Botanical Garden yesterday.
It was just so beautiful.
The sky was so blue!
When I saw these leaves in oranges and reds, it made me smile!
This was my favorite spot!
A carpet of autumn leaves.
An Autumn poem to get you in the mood.
September
by Helen Hunt Jackson
The goldenrod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down.
The gentian's bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusky pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun.
Are curling in the sun;
In dusky pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun.
The sedges flaunt their harvest
In every meadow-nook;
And asters by the brookside
Make asters in the brook.
In every meadow-nook;
And asters by the brookside
Make asters in the brook.
From dewy lanes at morning
The grapes' sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.
The grapes' sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer's best of weather,
And autumn's best of cheer.
September days are here,
With summer's best of weather,
And autumn's best of cheer.
