" My sorrow,
when she's here with me,
thinks these dark days of autumn
rain are beautiful as days can be;
she loves the bare, the withered tree;
she walks the sodden pasture lane. "
Robert Frost
Autumn
is a splendor.
Just wanted to say
HOW MUCH
I am enjoying
Y O Ur
Autumn Posts,
those of You
in the North.
I feel the chill,
I taste the golden thrill
of pumpkin & spice.
This is what friends
+ blogs
can do.
Isn't it GREAT!
Fondly, cloudia