It seems Autumn is arriving in a rush. Most of our flowers are going in the wild winds and the lawn is covered in leaves. Walking along the road this evening, I was able to kick up piles of crispy leaves, something I love doing but it all feels a little premature.
Daisy with Crocosmia
artfulcrone
August 18, 2025 at 12:47 pm
Such a lovely poem.
mybeautfulthings
August 21, 2025 at 7:58 pm
It really touched me and I’m glad you like it too. 🙂
nrhatch
August 18, 2025 at 11:28 am
The arrival of Autumn always seemed sad to me . . . especially its premature arrival. Let’s hope you’ll have some more summer before it arrives in earnest.
mybeautfulthings
August 21, 2025 at 7:58 pm
The winds have gone and we are promised sun for the coming weekend and that, I think, will be the end of our summer. We do need rain! 🙂