“...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.

“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