Monday 15 November 2010: Autumn into Winter: Sunset in the Park, originally uploaded by robinintheuk.
So dull and dark are the November days.
The lazy mist high up the evening curled,
And now the morn quite hides in smoke and haze;
The place we occupy seems all the world.
~John Clare, November
A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves
with each step I made. The acoustics of this season are different and all sounds, no matter how hushed,
are as crisp as autumn air.
It is the middle of November
It is cold
Already I long for spring
Already I regret moaning
at the site of daffodils
everywhere I looked
Now it rains
and in the brief intervals
I see soggy leaves
Leaves of summer
beaten into submission
by winds of winter
This a photo of a sunset taken on a walk with Dixie during one of the brief intervals...