I've been thinking about the poem by Robert Browning, "Song" from "Pippa Passes." It describes the perfect moment:
Song
The year's at the Spring.
The day's at the morn.
Morning's at seven.
The hilltop's dew-pearled.
The lark's on the wing.
The snail's on the thorn.
God's in his Heaven.
All's right with the world.
And, yes, what a lovely moment it describes. A Spring morning. But, wow, we are really having such lovely days this Autumn. Yes, it is sometimes gray and rainy. Yes, the temperature is dropping. Yes, our daylight is getting shorter and more and more angled. But still, beautiful colors, that sort of peace that comes with the slanted sunlight, the crispness of the cooler air. I'm just loving it.
Here, in the Pacific Northwest, well, my neighborhood, anyway, we have these miniature maple trees. They are super cute, and turn really pretty colors. When they get larger, they look like Cousin It from the Addams Family TV Show. Anyway, we have 4 of them in our yard, and they are all changing colors now. The ones with reddish leaves in the summer are getting brighter red:
And the 4th one has green leaves in the summer. You can see it turns a completely different color in Autumn:
We still have a few flowers left on our shrubs, though we had a pretty good frost last week, and one day that didn't get out of the 30's (F), so they are looking a little battered at this point:
and the Hydrangeas in the front yard:
Even as these flowers bloom away in their last glory, though, the winter plants are getting ready to shine. Look at the white Heather. It's all full of buds:
I loved that Solid Socks on Ravelry has "Autumn" for the solid color for November. In my area, that left me with tons of inspiring colors from which to choose.
All's Right With The World!
C. A. Losi
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