Thankful for the Colors of Fall
Colors of fall used in this fall flower arrangement.
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. ~Albert Camus
Fall brings rich hues plucked from the earth—red, brown, orange, yellow, amber, ochre and all the colors in between. It’s quite nature’s way of easing us into the cold of winter—like a martini before the main course or the preview to the main show. A teaser of sorts and we—the willingly partakers of nature’s show.
Of the many things I’m thankful for this fall season—colors play a main part. Rich hues sneak in on fruits, vegetables, the trees lining the street or the lake and the offerings of fall flowers. The festive colors inspire and warm our hearts, so here are some thoughts on the colors of fall.
All the pictures are mine except the last two. They belong to Movie Master, a wonderful hubber who excels in photography, humor and all things beautiful.
Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains, a torch flung to the trees.~ Faith Baldwin
A fiery torch of red
The glow of autumn’s pride
The hues of red rises
A stirring in the heart.
Autum, the year's last, loveliest smile ~ William Cullen
A golden mob of hair
The bore of green and the mundane
No more when crowned
With the cream of flair.
Everyone must take time to sit and watch the leaves turn. ~ Elizabeth Lawrence
Whimsical and red
Leaves that glow in the sun
And whisper in the air
The burst of color
Like a joyous choir
Enough to set
Swinging on delicate hinges the autumn leaf almost off the stem.~Jack Kerouac
Shades of autumn sit well
On leaves embolden
To rage against the cold
That sneaks in so seamlessly
Leaving summer’s bliss
In its trail
There’s no turning back.
So, what are we waiting for? Revel in the season of autumnal colors and let the dancing begins.
More Autumn quotes to ponder:
I sit quietly, listening to the falling leaves - A lonely hut, a life of renunciation. The past has faded, things are no longer remembered, My sleeve is wet with tears.~Ryokan
You like it under the trees in autumn, because everything is half dead. The wind moves like a cripple among the leaves and repeats words without menaing. ~Wallace Stevens
Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.~Robert Browning
October gave a party; The leaves by hundreds came - The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples, And leaves of every name. The Sunshine spread a carpet, And everything was grand, Miss Weather led the dancing, Professor Wind the band. ~ George Cooper
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