What I love about fall is the sound of crickets. Sometimes they are difficult to seebut oh such a lovely and mysterious sound they play. It’s the sound of the season changing.
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
I was in Canada recently and was inspired by all the different shades of green.
Look up at the sky, fall is coming. Remember to feed the birds. Happy September.
Ohio’s state tree. The Buckeye Tree!
A bird doesn’t sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song. - Maya Angelou
It is not enough for a man to know how to ride; he must know how to fall. - Mexican Proverb
Swifts on a green field. 28 miles to fly to nowhere.
Red is the great clarifier - bright and revealing. I can’t imaginebecoming bored with red - it would be like becoming boredwith the person you love. - Diana Vreeland
The flower that smells the sweetest is shy and lowly. - William Wordsworth