Welcome Fall

First full moon of fall...the Harvest Moon over our little part of Oklahoma.

I grew this:
It comes

back every

year all

by itself,

bigger and

more

beautiful.

Hello

darling.

I Love Fall...everything about it, totally, emotionally, physically. I want to collect the days in a jar in my kitchen, taste each one slowly, handle them like fine wine. I want to wear the day's colors in my hair, put them on like my favorite jeans. I want the cool, crisp mornings to make piles on my front porch...

Fall rides in on a chestnut horse every year, my champion, to save me from the tower of August exhaustion. Fall is splendid with the promise of rest from gardens and grass and flowers, which I am truly grateful for, but tired of right now. Fall brings pumpkins and family and respite. Fall brings my kind of poetry.