The autumn season is notoriously beautiful here in Kentucky. Without summer's sticky humidity, the air seems to glow- a freshly-scrubbed crystal clear blue. Temperatures are perfect, and the still lush green grass contrasts with the bright golds, crimsons, and oranges of the changing leaves. The trees have actually been mostly bare and brown for two or three weeks now, which is quite a letdown after such a sumptuous feast for the eyes. Here are a few of my fall photos for your enjoyment- a little taste of my life in Kentucky. Goodbye, fall...
The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.
Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.
There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.
~Henry David Thoreau
Nature always wears the colors of the spirit.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
For in the true nature of things, if we rightly consider, every green tree is far more glorious than if it were made of gold and silver.
To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring.
Let us learn to appreciate there will be times when the trees will be bare, and look forward to the time when we may pick the fruit.
Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.
In the depth of winter I learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
Alright, winter, I think I'm ready for you, now...