October 16, 2013

“...and the leaves were telling secrets to the wind.” ~Peter Mulvey





I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet ... the evenings in late autumn time, when the white mist creeps across the fields, making it seem as though old Earth, feeling the night air cold to its poor bones, were drawing ghostly bedclothes round its withered limbs.
JEROME K. JEROME, "Silhouettes"

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I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet ... the evenings in late autumn time, when the white mist creeps across the fields, making it seem as though old Earth, feeling the night air cold to its poor bones, were drawing ghostly bedclothes round its withered limbs.
JEROME K. JEROME, "Silhouettes"

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 I love the chill October days, 
when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden 
underneath your feet ... 
the evenings in late autumn time, 
when the white mist 
creeps across the fields, 
making it seem as though old Earth, 
feeling the night air cold to its poor bones, 
were drawing ghostly bedclothes 
round 
its withered limbs. 

~Jerome K. Jerome


a tapestry of leaves at 
Nickerson State Park
in autumn. October 2013.



October 04, 2013

“Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why.” ~ Kurt Vonnegut












 “She wanted 
none of those days to 
end, 
and it was always 
with disappointment 
that she watched the darkness 
stride 
forward. ” 

 ~Markus Zusak


Autumn at Nickerson.
Nickerson State Park.
Brewster, Cape Cod. 2013