Leaves of crimson swirl like a rainbow caught by the pull of gravity from the earth's drain pipe.
Edges of grass are curling up like kittens, taking a nap, getting ready to sleep for a time;
Pumpkins lie like cinderella's coaches among the twisted, knarly vines just waiting for someone to claim them and with intent imagination;
Friendly greetings to your neighbor is caught up with fog like gasps of breath as you talk. Children are awed at the scene by seeing their words pop out of their months and they play;
Smell the scents of burning leaves; Feel the crispness of the oncoming winter; Listen to the honking, swishing and flapping of the geese flying in perfect V formation overhead;
A time of harvest, bountiful gifts from God. A time to reflect, slow down and to realize that the most precious of things to have are all around us;
Patty Bancroft Roberts
All photos, backgrounds , are COPYRIGHTED, and owned by: Patty Bancroft Roberts @1999....... Not to be used, linked, or sold without permission.