The summer heat lingers on the first day of autumn.
The crisp and cooler days will come. The leaves will turn and fall.
Until then, I’ll wait. I’ll look for the golden leaves, the red and orange ones too.
Fall, Leaves, Fall
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me,
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
Emily Brontë
Photo by Brady Griffith
Posted in Beauty Break
Fall is my favorite time of the year. Hope to see you sometime during it my friend
Me too friend!! A Tennessee mountain fall is one of the prettiest. Hope to see it soon.