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Pictures and Pages and Seasons Oh My

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You might think, because of the nature of these book related pictures from various Facebook pages, that I have spent my entire Sunday reading.  But I haven’t.  I’m saving that for tomorrow, day two of two days off.   I’m part way through The Goldfinch, by Donna Tartt, which is turning out to be a book with no end in sight.  Had to take a break.

What I’ve actually been doing today is making myself feel less sad about the fact that there are only two seasons of Downton Abbey available on Netflix by watching The Good Wife instead. I didn’t notice how many seasons there are to get through on that one, but I’ll take a serious stab at getting to the end of them.

It’s a hard life I know, but don’t worry,  I’m managing okay.

October

Autumn Leaves
Autumn Leaves (Photo credit: oddsock)

Awk! October,

Slaps us sober,

Summer must lie down and die.

His fallen leaves her golden shroud

All things green are disallowed

With harsh cold breath he howls good-bye.

Then he begins his brilliant reign

Red and orange fire his domain

Bright harvest moon

The dark too soon

We gather up, we stay inside.

Watch him weaken growing older

Winter perched upon his shoulder

Gaunt and cold and hollow eyed.

Sunrise, Sunset

Sunrise, sunset

Sunrise, sunset

Swiftly fly the years

One season following another

Laden with happiness and tears

(Fiddler on the Roof)

Both can be extraordinarily beautiful. The only thing wrong with the sunrise is that you have to get up so damned early to see it. It’s lovely over the river from the deck at the cottage, but if it’s chilly and misty and the coffee isn’t ready yet it somehow loses a lot of its appeal.

I’ll take a gorgeous Lake Huron sunset any day. They’re breathtaking. There’s just something about that golden globe sinking into the water and out of sight leaving a kaleidoscope of pinks and yellows and oranges behind it that stirs the heart and soothes the soul.

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