Friday, 28 September 2007
Thursday, 27 September 2007
Autumn
Swirling early morning mist and the
Hazy platinum sun,
The noticeable chill in the morning air
Tell us that autumn has come.
Underfoot the crunch of leaves
Brings with it the scent of autumn.
That nutty aroma of crushed acorns,
Evoking childhood memories
Of collecting autumn treasures.
Acorns, conkers and hazelnuts,
To fill a squirrel’s winter store.
Soft plump blackberries and sour crab apples
For making jam and golden pies.
Sycamore keys floating down like helicopters
Coming to rest amongst the crumpled leaves.
Fluffy old man’s beard covers the hedgerows which are hung
With scarlet chains of black bryony berries
And delicate webs laced with dewdrops in the still morning air.
The smell of autumn bonfires fills the air
Reminding us of the cold that winter will bring.
Changing the mellow autumnal days
Into cold grey ones, awaiting the arrival of spring.
Hazy platinum sun,
The noticeable chill in the morning air
Tell us that autumn has come.
Underfoot the crunch of leaves
Brings with it the scent of autumn.
That nutty aroma of crushed acorns,
Evoking childhood memories
Of collecting autumn treasures.
Acorns, conkers and hazelnuts,
To fill a squirrel’s winter store.
Soft plump blackberries and sour crab apples
For making jam and golden pies.
Sycamore keys floating down like helicopters
Coming to rest amongst the crumpled leaves.
Fluffy old man’s beard covers the hedgerows which are hung
With scarlet chains of black bryony berries
And delicate webs laced with dewdrops in the still morning air.
The smell of autumn bonfires fills the air
Reminding us of the cold that winter will bring.
Changing the mellow autumnal days
Into cold grey ones, awaiting the arrival of spring.
Autumn Day
It was a beautiful autumnal morning today so decided to take a walk down the lane (above) near where I live. The trees are still very green but there are lots of ripe berries growing in the hedgerows. Plently of food for the birds in winter. Below is the view of the fields and hills which can be seen from the gate down the lane on the left of the picture.
Autumn Fete
Went to an autumn fete at Stuart's school this afternoon. He chose some tickets for me in a tombola and won me a bottle of wine.
He also bought a woopee cushion and won't stop blowing it up and saying "I feel a little tired I'll sit on my chair". He nearly rolls on the floor with laughter every time he hears it. Will he ever get tired of it? lol
He also bought a woopee cushion and won't stop blowing it up and saying "I feel a little tired I'll sit on my chair". He nearly rolls on the floor with laughter every time he hears it. Will he ever get tired of it? lol
Wednesday, 26 September 2007
Out with the old
I was expecting the arrival of my new car today but unfortunately it will now be friday. So instead of posting a piccy of the new one thought I would keep a reminder of the old one here.
It has served me well.
Nature's Larder
Conkers
Conkers are seeds that fall from the tree,
This wide leafy chestnut that spreads over me.
The squirrels collect them and store them away
To eat when they’re hungry on a cold winter’s day.
To children who find them they bring lots of joy.
Threaded on string they become a great toy.
A seasonal pastime when autumn has come
A battle with conkers can be so much fun.
Conkers are seeds that fall from the tree,
This wide leafy chestnut that spreads over me.
The squirrels collect them and store them away
To eat when they’re hungry on a cold winter’s day.
To children who find them they bring lots of joy.
Threaded on string they become a great toy.
A seasonal pastime when autumn has come
A battle with conkers can be so much fun.
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