In Sight Or Out Of Sight ~

“They might not need me; but they might.
I'll let my head be just in sight;
A smile as small as mine might be
Precisely their necessity.” 

Emily Dickinson

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my little grandson

on a chilly autumn day

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both of my grandsons bring

smiles to my face

Lanterns ~

it's been a good year for

Physalis alkekengi

more commonly known as

Chinese Lanterns

you can read more about them

here

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"I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.”

Emily Dickinson

 

 

Vestiges & Harbingers ~

vestiges

 *  *  *

harbingers

everywhere a sign

of what was

and what is to come

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"Nature to a saint is sacramental.

 If we are children of God,

 we have a tremendous treasure in Nature.

 In every wind that blows,

 in every night and day of the year,

 in every sign of the sky,

 in every blossoming

 and in every withering of the earth,

 there is a real coming of God to us

 if we will simply use our

 starved imagination to realize it."

Oswald Chambers

Stand Therefore ~

(a little click will enlarge the photo)
a wind has blown the rain away and blown
the sky away and all the leaves away,
and the trees stand.  I think I too have known
autumn too long
ee cummings

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they are falling fast
yet many remain
seasons change
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The Here And Now ~

the blue was just that blue

the gold that gold

yesterday afternoon

the brilliance

 shone

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"I want to remember

to let myself be intoxicated

 in the present

 - the here and now -

 so I can see the beauty

 right in front of me."

 Matt Knisely

 Framing Faith

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Seasons Meeting ~

they touch

on the edge of the woods

sharing their color and light

summer and autumn moments

*  *  *

It is the summer's great last heat,
It is the fall's first chill: They meet.
Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt

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the equinox

here

Graced ~

“How beautifully leaves grow old.

  How full of light and color are their last days.”

John Burrough

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The Chair ~

 it's not

 an easy chair

that rocks

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“I dread no more the first white in my hair,

Or even age itself, the easy shoe,

 The cane, the wrinkled hands, the special chair,

Time, doing this to me, may alter too

 My sorrow, into something I can bear.”

Edna St. Vincent Milay

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And even to your old age I am he;

 and even to gray hairs will I carry you:

 I have made, and I will bear;

 even I will carry,

 and

 will deliver you.

Isaiah 46:4

A Friendly Stroll ~

In every walk with nature

 one receives far more than he seeks.

John Muir

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I have a longtime friend visiting

 and we took an autumn stroll.

Many of you know her as 

Caryjo Roadrunner

AKA

Joanne Norton

 author of

The Annie Project

 

The Beckoning ~

it beckons

autumn does

inviting one to share

in its timely demise

transitioning out of verdant life

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"What can we do

 but keep on breathing in and out,

 modest and willing, and in our places?"

Mary Oliver