:: autumnal greetings ::

" There is a beautiful spirit breathing now

its mellow richness on the clustered trees.

And, from a beaker full of richest dyes,

pouring new glory on the autumn woods.

And dipping in warm light the pillared clouds.

Morn on the mountain, like a summer bird,

Lifts up her purple wing, and in the vales

the gentle wind, a sweet and passionate wooer.

Kisses the blushing leaf, and stirs up life

within the solemn woods of ash deep crimsoned.

And silver beech, and maple-yellow leaved,

where autumn, like a faint old man, sits down

by the wayside a-weary."

...Oh, what a glory doth this world put on

for him, who, with a fervent heart, goes forth

under the bright and glorious sky, and looks

on duties well performed, and days well spent!"

{Henry Wadsworth Longfellow : Autumn}

Hello, autumn!

How happy I am

to welcome this day.

Excited to begin my little rituals that

welcome the season:

Norah Jones {Come Away With Me}

on repeat...

sipping holiday tea.

The anticipation of re-reading

my most beloved moody, autumnal novels:

Rebecca

Jane Eyre

Dracula

Possession.

Waking each morning with

eagerness to walk the leaf festooned paths,

invigorated by the crisp, fall air.

How I love the return of darkness falling early,

a quietness that lingers in the air.

Sitting fireside in the evenings,

catching up on our day,

interludes of reading...

letting my mind fall deeply into the

peace of it all...

letting my soul feel the enchantment

and magic of this season.