Autumn’s Reflections
By Judy Berman
The Intruders’ Visit
Silent as ninjas, we slip into the woods
on a wide path that beckons thru the Blue Spruce.
A thick, emerald green carpet of moss conceals our footfalls.
Dead pine needles choke out plant life and cushion our path
along the desert floor.
Then, twigs betray us as they crunch under our feet
And herald our presence to the forest’s early warning system.
Birds flutter from their perch.
Their shrill chatter alerts every creature
That intruders are invading their turf.
A Fall Reverie
The late October day is too warm at mid-day
for my beige pullover and tan, green and white flannel shirt.
When the sun begins to sink,
a streak of violet and lavender is cast on the horizon.
A chill sets in and I button the loose shirt.
A stiff, steady breeze rushes thru
and shakes hundreds of gold, orange and crimson leaves free.
My reverie on our deck is cut short by
the frigid blanket that now envelopes me
and I escape to the crackling fire in our family room.
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Main Photo: Autumn – Forests – taken by David Crocker on Oct. 24, 2004. Delamore Forest and includes the bridleway into Norley village. https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/9/91/Autumn_Colour%2C_Delamere_Forest_-_geograph.org.uk_-_73478.jpg
Photo: Pine trees – taken by Jane023 on Sept. 29, 2013. House De Dennen, where Lies van Oven was living with her parents, still hidden by pine trees from the road. https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/9/98/House_De_Dennen_hidden_by_pine_trees_from_the_road.JPG/640px-House_De_Dennen_hidden_by_pine_trees_from_the_road.JPG
Photo: Autumn – Indian Summer – taken by Peter Rufi on Oct. 18, 2005. https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/b2/IndianSummer.jpg/600px-IndianSummer.jpg
Photo: Autumn – Indian Summer – from a Canadian window – taken by SteGrifo27 on Oct. 18, 2014 https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/6/63/Canadian_window_%2B_indian_summer.JPG/640px-Canadian_window_%2B_indian_summer.JPG
Music video: “Autumn Leaves” by Frank Sinatra https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=coRoCGbK5Z8
Do you dread autumn as it signals the inevitable approach of winter? Or, do you savor its lingering reminders of summer? What are your thoughts?
Everyone is talking about autumn today! 🙂
I think early fall is beautiful. I love the clear, sunny skies, and the cooler evening temperatures. Then the leaves begin to turn, and it’s spectacular. BUT, I don’t like the shorter days, the cold, and the dreary grey skies as autumn journeys on to winter.
Merril … I’ve had one too many pumpkins – pumpkin latte, pumpkin stuffed pasta, pumpkin donuts, etc. That’s what comes to mind for me as autumn approaches. 😉
All I’ve had is the pumpkin-yellow split soup I made last week. But the pumpkin stuffed pasta and donuts sound great to me!
Merril … Your soup looked yummy. I’ve made pumpkin soup before and have tried to duplicate a cold pumpkin soup recipe we had in Ithaca, New York many years ago. 😉
I love fall. Its smells, its crispness, its pumpkin flavors. But I also love the warm days of summer so I mourn that a bit.
Lovely post.
Carrie … Autumn does tend to make me think of the cool nights and the approach of winter … and, of course, of pumpkin. 😉
I loved this, Judy! After enduring a long hot and humid summer, I do enjoy when autumn settles in and the nights are cool, the mornings crisp. That said, I know winter is around the corner and I just want to skip to spring.
Jill … I also love cool autumn nights and its crisp mornings. I loved the first, fresly fallen snow. But winters are far too long in Central New York and I yearned for spring 😉
Awesome reverie!
Thank you, Dor. 😉
I admire this lovely autumnal reverie knowing that you are experiencing a sustained Indian Summer in Melboure, FL as I am in Jacksonville. There is no “frigid blanket” for me yet, only the anticipation of a delicious fall with no air-conditioning – and a few leaves of russet in December.
Fall is my favorite season, and I do not wish to skip to spring.
That’s a lovely way of putting it, Marian, about our seemingly never-changing weather here in Melbourne, Florida. Yes, my reverie is nostalgic. The closest we come to a “frigid blanket” here is some cooler weather in January or February. I might even have to wear gloves. 😉
I love this post, Judy! Wish I could experience autumn and winter one day. Thank you for sharing. 🙂
Thank you, little lilly. I do love the four seasons. 😉
After the gorgeous pictures and writing, I didn’t think it could get any better, Judy. Now, after hearing Frank Sinatra sing “Autumn Leaves” again and again, I am amazed by the total picture you’ve created. So warm, colorful, and inspiring. Well done, Judy. Thank you.
Old Blue Eyes knows how to bring the message home. 😉 Thank you for the compliments, Marylin. The days that I wrote about happened years ago, but both are still fresh in my memory.
I used to dread it Judy, but now I enjoy it until winter comes. Actually I even enjoy winter until January or so when I’m sick of it. Beautiful photos and revelries. ❤
Diana xo
I felt the same way about autumn and early winter, Diana. Thank you for your comments. 😉
Just gorgeous, Judy! 🙂
Thank you, Sue. 😉
lovely poem and pictures. the imagery is wonderful. i love autumn, it’s my favorite season by far, though i do love the four of them –
Thank you, Beth. I love the four seasons as well. But I do prefer cooler temps. 😉
Did you write the poetry ? It’s so good . Autumn has always been my favourite time of year without doubt. I’m a foodie so out come the cookery books , slow ,slow ,slow, casseroles ,stews, apple crumbles, jacket potatoes , toffee apples , log fires etc love it .
I love all the seasons as they arrive . Although I am not a huge Christmas person , too stressy. Love the theme now going over to Frank , so do not disturb . Can you ever have too much of Frank …I don’t think so .
Cherryx
Thanks, Cherry. I did write the poetry. Glad you liked it. There is something about the cooler weather that brings out the slow cooking, etc. I’m sure Frank enjoyed your company. His music is always good for the soul. 😉
Having problems emailing fir some reason .
Cherryx
Your messages are getting thru, Cherry. It just doesn’t show your gravatar. I eliminated one of the duplicate posts. Thanks for hanging in there thru the glitches. 😉
I didn’t write an autumn poem this year, but you wrote two! How lovely, to take us on your autumn walk with some poetry – can’t think of a better way, loved reading those! And twigs will always betray silent walkers in woods, good way to describe that. Love your images too, something very comforting about the thought of walks in golden leaves and maybe a delicious warm drink or food waiting to enjoy when we get home. 🙂 Autumn seems to inspire a terrific amount of poetry, not sure why.
I don’t mind autumn at all, in fact, I like all of the seasons. The only thing I don’t like is when the winter is exceptionally freezing or the summer overly humid and it all goes on too long. That’s only thing that gets me down about the seasons. I like a perfect balance.
I do love Frank’s Autumn Leaves, one of his favourites for me! 🙂
Thank you, Suzy. I’m glad you liked my poems. There’s something about each of the seasons that I really love.
Frank Sinatra’s “Autumn Leaves” is beautiful. Glad you like it. 😉
The gremlins are at work so this is a test
Cherryx
Your messages are coming thru, Cherry. Those gremlins need to chill. 😉
A riot of colour and some beautiful reflections, Judy, thank you.
Thank you, Kate. Unfortunately, I don’t get to see that riot of colors here in Florida. But it’s still a delight to see. 😉
Lovely poem-reflections, my dear Judy! You’re a regular Roberta Frostbite, and you may stop by my woods on a non-snowy autumn day anytime!
Great photos, too– is that the regular woodsy circuit you walk, circling around and back to your house? Everybody needs trails like that, IMHO– they soothe the soul in a most essential way.
Count me among the savorers of fall. I’m not that big a summer fan, tho we’ve had an absolutely gorgeous one here in New Hampshuh this year. Fall, I love, and Indian Summer especially, when the dry heat comes back for a spell after the first frost. Thanks for sharing, your words are like cider and donuts in front of a woodstove!! : )
Thank you, Mark. Roberta Frostbite – hysterical. I might steal that moniker.
The photos are all from wikimedia. But that house in the woods was very much like walking around our friend’s property in Central New York. That setting inspired my poem. The walk was lovely and calming.
I do miss the four seasons. Like you, I’m also not a fan of the heat. I love cool weather. I love your comparison of my words to cider and donuts in front of a woodstove. Priceless. 😉
This will be my first fall in North Carolina. I’ve been warned that I will need a big rake , gloves and back pain medicine.
Carl … Enlist the help of kids. After they rake it, they can dive into a pile of leaves a few hundred times. Then, maybe you can get them to bag it. 😉
Loving the words and pictures here today Judy all about Autumn, one of my favourite seasons.
Thank you, Kath. It is a beautiful and peaceful time. 😉