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Autumn Returns

To Autumn, 1820:


Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless

With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,

And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;

To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells

With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,

And still more, later flowers for the bees,

Until they think warm days will never cease,

For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells. ~ From John Keats' poem, To Autumn, 1820


To Autumn, 2012


The sun doth creep behind the night

The trees bed down before Jack arrives

The geese and cranes begin to flock

And ere the Maple turns to red and gold


Remember yet the warm days within the fall winds

Enjoy and dream upon the summer's bounty

Reaped now amidst the autumn breezes

And when the Maple turns from gree to gold

Tis time to ready the coats and ready mitts


Jack is next along the path to coat

The leaves and hide the grass

So as the red and gold leaves sparkle

And drift upon the North wind's gusts


Enjoy the colours and warm meadow air

Walk amid berries, seeds and crunching leaves

Until once more your breath precedes you on the frigid air

Is there yet time for one more stroll before the land slumbers in white?

~From J Adamson's poem To Autumn


Namaste Texture my own and Distressed Jewels Fall Returns

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Taken on June 16, 2012