The Callery Pear is always a bit slow in redressing itself for the changing seasons, it has retain its lovely garments in the colors of golds, and bright oranges, and burnt burgundies, longer than its counterparts, the Flowering Crab Apple, Flowering Plum and tall Birch... their naked branches silently swaying in the air like a skeleton’s boney arms...The ground has turned clammy, covered in leaves and ready for dormancy.
They’re so much to discover here: little secret places, leave-covered fairy holes under the butterfly bush, underbrush awaken by magic in the early morning... the garden has become a poet’s palettes of sensations and emotions.... pretty soon it will be like waking from a dream and stepping out into the world once again.
The birdfeeders had been emptied for a while, but again the birds are finding all sorts of goodies everywhere. They are busy flying around, twittering and fluttering as they find new seeds and a fresh supply of suet to suit their bud taste....
During the shorts cool evenings of autumn, my world turns magical... a weak sun strut by my kitchen window every evening, as he kisses good-night the sleepy garden—swathing it in silence, and a kind of muffled darkness.... when the nights come in, earlier now, I can see the sky layered in the same autumnal colors as the sun goes down, until it becomes blackened with shadows and dark clouds...
They’re so much to discover here: little secret places, leave-covered fairy holes under the butterfly bush, underbrush awaken by magic in the early morning... the garden has become a poet’s palettes of sensations and emotions.... pretty soon it will be like waking from a dream and stepping out into the world once again.
The birdfeeders had been emptied for a while, but again the birds are finding all sorts of goodies everywhere. They are busy flying around, twittering and fluttering as they find new seeds and a fresh supply of suet to suit their bud taste....
During the shorts cool evenings of autumn, my world turns magical... a weak sun strut by my kitchen window every evening, as he kisses good-night the sleepy garden—swathing it in silence, and a kind of muffled darkness.... when the nights come in, earlier now, I can see the sky layered in the same autumnal colors as the sun goes down, until it becomes blackened with shadows and dark clouds...
Far away, the little houses all dotted with lights make me think of people, and what they’d be doing in their houses that very moment... cooking dinner in kitchens of warm houses, getting little children cozy up in warm, fuzzy footie pajamas, as they begin their imagined evenings. As for me and my man, in a little while we’ll be in bed surrounded by heaps of feathery fluffy white pillows and the night “Sally Holmes-breeze” scratching our window outside.
I just love this time of the year!
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such beautiful colors in the autumn garden!!!
ReplyDeleteSuzanne
Oh Cielo...
ReplyDeleteThe garden is magnigicent with red bronzed beds of leaves and flowers, preparing themselves to rest for the winter months ahead, and the trees are trying to find a comfortable position to guard the garden shadows for the winter.
I love the mystical looks that I see in each picture and corner. The little bird has huddled down as if to say this is my bed, go somewhere else and rest. I found it first, and I am not moving.
The moon is another mystical story. Peeking out from the edge of the curtain to shine just a little pinkened light to each of the hidden homes amongst the garden walls.
Thank you for sharing with me this evening. I so love to see your beautiful photography. It is so magical and mystical. Have a beautiful day sweetie.
Country hugs, Sherry
I think there's no nicer season than Autumn.
ReplyDeleteAlfazema
Autumn is by far, my favourite season. I just love all the colours.
ReplyDeleteYou have captured and described it all so perfectly within this post.
Just incredible. :)
((Hugs))
Laura
You are very lucky to have such a beautiful garden....love the rich autumn colors!
ReplyDeleteThe pictures are beautiful. I love this time of the year too
ReplyDeleteWillow
Que maravilla de colorido,Dios del cielo cuanta belleza en los arboles, mi aldea tiene bellos ejemplares, les quedan días,pues dicen que tenemos que progresar.....y las carreteras ya no pueden tener ninguna curva, en un país que está en la casi ruina van a gastar nueve millones de euros en 15 klm,para eliminar las curva, destrozan una aldea que era tranquila, con un entorno verde, apacible.Ahora 9 casas rodeadas de asfalto, no sé si lo podré resistir
ReplyDeleteUn abrazo.
Maruxa.
Cielo,
ReplyDeletePeaceful....that is the word I would use to describe your blog. Truly lovely!!!!
Barb ♥
Beautifu, very beautiful your autumn is here, and I love this song!
ReplyDeleteHave a relaxing and blessed Sunday!
Maria
Your photography and gardens are stunning! What a feast of colors.. beautiful!
ReplyDeleteStunning Fall colors!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing with me this evening. I so love to see your beautiful photography. It is so magical and mystical. Have a beautiful day sweetie Work from home India
ReplyDeleteI love the mystical looks that I see in each picture and corner. The little bird has huddled down as if to say this is my bed, go somewhere else and rest. I found it first, and I am not moving.
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