Autumn in the land of Vincent van Gogh
The fall colors are at their peak on the upper part of the Wheeler Peak Scenic Drive in Great Basin National Park. September is a great time to visit!
Photo: National Park Service
Morning comes and the celestial gears click,
the tension almost equal parts day and night.
You say autumn, but not until tonight,
when no one will think of it
but for smoke from my winterwood fire.
Things were different. Innocent. An eternal summer.
The trees are full of apples now.
Parents bring their children to pick them.
Cider and doughnuts, harvest, a warming fire.
No fear of another fall. No sins.
It was on this day 195 years ago that a 24-year-old kid named John Keats wrote “To Autumn.”
You can find this ode in many anthologies and even if you have little interest in poetry, you may recognize a line that was dropped into your memory in a classroom.
Keats wasn’t having a great poetic year. In November, he would tell his brother in a letter, “Nothing could have in all its circumstances…
score this design in the Fall Colors design challenge or submit your own design to this Threadless challenge!
At 9:38 tonight the Moon will be full in Paradelle and because it is the full Moon nearest the autumnal equinox, it is a Harvest Moon.
I have written about that before, so I won’t go into much detail here again. You can read the earlier Harvest Moon posts, but this moon is the one that occurs at the time of some harvests and its light once helped the harvest by providing more light on fields.
by Kobayashi Issa
NJIT professor David Rothenberg making music with the cicadas.
The Septendecennial Sing-Along http://wnyc.org/2CSRe via @Radiolab
The leaves are whispering green thoughts today
amongst themselves just loud enough for me
to hear them and understand the messages.
They enjoyed the rain, welcome cool nights -
already they are thinking about their autumn.
— Friedrich Nietzsche
mountain’s red leaves -
the setting sun
returns to the sky
Swallows (Photo credit: L’eau Bleue)