When I was a kid, everyone had to learn this poem by Helen Hunt Jackson. We started the first day of October and by Halloween, everyone (except Melvin), had it down pat. It was much longer than what I show here, btw. But everyone (even Melvin) could conquer this little snippet.
O suns and skies and clouds of June,
And flowers of June together,
Ye cannot rival for one hour
October's bright blue weather –
Ain't that the truth? Don’t get me wrong. I love winter, spring, summer (sort of), and fall, but I love October best of all. It should be its own season, if you ask me!
And today, the very first day of the month, wowee. If only that photo could transcend this lowly medium and you too could be in the moment when this shot was taken. Spectacular.
The weather is what this poem is all about. Cool and crisp, the sun lowered in the sky as Apollo's mighty steeds pull his chariot from East to West,
and with the breeze blowing just so and leaves turning colours and falling in their annual harvest dance, I do think those torrential rains we suffered through tired us all out and we are ready for a real change this year. And Good Old Mom, as in Nature, is supplying it for us.
Spread the word about The 2nd Annual Mad Hatter’s Tea Party.
No rules! How could there be? Just post a hat, artwise, photography-wise, whathaveyou-wise (okay, now I am just making words UP here!) on your blog, Saturday, October 24th.
Let Me know asap that you are doing it so I can put a link to your blog up and we can all have “tea” together. And I do hope next year to actually have a Live Action Tea. Wouldn’t that be the cat’s whiskers?
Say, speaking of the cat's whiskers, my dearest and oldest friend in the whole wide world is coming to visit for the next couple of days. Leon and I grew up together, literally… he’s been in my life longer than many relatives and in-laws. We stood together, a unified front of two, when others wouldn’t, couldn’t, didn’t – and T and I are taking him ‘round and about, playing “catchup”, treating him like the prince among men he truly is.
Get More of What You Love.
Your Correspondent in Athens