A chorus of autumnal blooms sang to the hearth hued canopy, inviting the soul to a stillness that could hear birdsong and breeze.
Even as summertime nods her sleepy head, the autumnal blooms come to sweeten her dreams.
To watch the autumnal blooms is time-lapse photography in reverse, for the moments become so still.
With boughs of berries and a carpet of floral splendour, the garden has become quite the autumnal banquet.
In the early fall, when the Beech and Elder trees still offer their greenery to even the most casual eye, the blossoms in nature's garden still abound. Perhaps an individual flower may go without second glance, yet together, as a community of vivid petals in the green, they are a spectacle without rival.
The days have cooled to a pleasant breeze; we bathe in the kind of weather that inspires long walks and poetry. Yet in this transition from the late summer time into the fall, the autumnal blooms press on as if the sun were at its fullest. The garden is a riot of gold, pinks and softest cream. And so I savour this, this beauty in the seasons that keep walking so calmly into the arms of winter.
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