"Life has been your art.
You have set yourself to music.
Your days are your sonnets."
My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth
seeking the successive autumns.
"No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace,
as I have seen in one autumnal face."
"Youth is like spring,
an over praised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes.
Autumn is the mellower season,
and what we lose in flowers
we more than gain in fruits."
My zinnias have faded, the autumn sedum is in full bloom and I anxiously await the changing of the leaves here in North Alabama. Autumn is my favorite time of the year for it's a freshening of air, a clarity of breezes, and the leaves look like flowers. Happy Autumn!