A DAY OFF WORK FOR ME!

 

 

The goldenrod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down

The gentian's bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusky pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun

The sedges flaunt their harvest
In every meadow-nook;
And asters by the brookside
Make asters in the brook.

From dewy lanes at morning
The grapes' sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies

By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer's best of weather,
And autumn's best of cheer

Helen Hunt Jackson

 

GOOD MORNING

I’ve found lots of poems about autumn so I’ll be sharing them with you each day for as long as they go…. It is such a beautiful time of year that a lot of people felt it was worth writing about

I’m slowly savoring my cup of coffee this morning and just enjoying not having to rush off to work.  It feels sooooo good

Son# 2 has his friend’s wedding this weekend and I’ll be babysitting and helping with the ‘babes’ a lot so they can enjoy the special occasion.  They leave early Sunday morning, so I’ve got just 2 days left to enjoy it all

***BIG SMILE***

 

Have a Happy Friday

God Bless you All

MA

"They say genes skip generations. Maybe that's why grandparents find their grandchildren so likeable."

Joan McIntosh

 

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