October mornings

O hushed October morning mild,

Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;

To-morrow's wind, if it be wild,

Should waste them all.

The crows above the forest call;

To-morrow they may form and go.

O hushed October morning mild,

Begin the hours of this day slow,

Make the day seem to us less brief.

Hearts not averse to being beguiled,

Beguile us in the way you know;

Release one leaf at break of day;

At noon release another leaf;

One from our trees, one far away;

Retard the sun with gentle mist;

Enchant the land with amethyst.

Slow, slow!

For the grapes' sake, if they were all,

Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,

Whose clustered fruit must else be lost--

For the grapes' sake along the wall.

                                       Robert Frost

More beguiling October skies @ Skywatch Friday.

why I love Minnesota

Last weekend I celebrated my birthday on the back of the motorcycle, again. But this time it was to avoid the cake blindness caused by so, so many lit candles. The birch trees were magical. Riding in the early evening when the sun was shining on them, their leaves were suspended and the wind made them seem to glitter like sequins. Every so often a bright red maple would jump out at us. Autumn beauty plus amazing desserts made this birthday memorable. Life is good.

More good times can be seen @ Mary's meme, Ruby Tuesday.