thoughts on october
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.
~ October by Robert Frost
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Thanks for the poem and the beautiful images.
We’ve had a lot of clear bright weather here and the poem I keep thinking of is one we learned in school when I was a kid (not such a good poem as Frost’s, though:))
Helen Hunt Jackson (1830-1885)
October’s Bright Blue Weather
O SUNS and skies and clouds of June,
And flowers of June together,
Ye cannot rival for one hour
October’s bright blue weather;
(And on and on for a few more stanzas, but you get the idea)
How beautiful! Thank you for sharing and the kind words on my photos.