May the witches not find you.....(even the cute little mousie ones)
May your treat bag be full....
And just to be safe, eat something reeking of garlic!
Happy Halloween to one and all!
I love finding abandoned bird's nests and adding them to my expanding collection. They are so much easier to see once the leaves fall and I know the inhabitants have left for warmer climes further south.
All the autumn colors are especially wonderful at the cabin, where there are so many cedars and other evergreens to act as a foil for making the bright, fleeting hues pop. It makes weekends spent there, cozy and snug, so beautiful and gives me something to look forward to all week long.
Song for Autumn
In the deep fall
don't you imagine the leaves think how
comfortable it will be to touch
the earth instead of the
nothingness of air and the endless
freshets of wind? And don't you think
the trees themselves, especially those with mossy,
warm caves, begin to think
of the birds that will come — six, a dozen — to sleep
inside their bodies? And don't you hear
the goldenrod whispering goodbye,
the everlasting being crowned with the first
tuffets of snow? The pond
vanishes, and the white field over which
the fox runs so quickly brings out
its blue shadows. And the wind pumps its
bellows. And at evening especially,
the piled firewood shifts a little,
longing to be on its way.