Thursday, October 7, 2010


Autumn is a seductress, luring sun worshippers into a certain fall away from warmth and light.  Enraptured by Autumn's radiant show, one can almost not notice Summer's curtain coming down.  Like an encore performance at the end of a theatrical spectacle, Autumn's flashy splendor distracts Summer's loyal fans from noticing that the run is over, the show is packing up and moving to another hemisphere.  Here are some showstoppers that have helped distract me from the close of Summer 2010. 

Included with the photographs is Robert Frost's poem Reluctance which describes almost universal sentiments at this time of year in the Northern Hemisphere.


Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world, and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended.

The leaves are all dead on the ground,
Save those that the oak is keeping
To ravel them one by one
And let them go scraping and creeping
Out over the crusted snow,
When others are sleeping.

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
No longer blown hither and thither;
The last long aster is gone;
The flowers of the witch-hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
But the feet question 'Whither?'

Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?

~Robert Frost


  1. These photos are absolutely gorgeous!! It's starting to get cooler in North Florida, so I am pretty excited!

    Coffee and a Book Chick

  2. nice...those leaves are so vibrant...that is what seduces me...all the color..i am head over heals with fall...i think i could handle the end of a season over that over love...

  3. Beautiful photos, Bonnie, especially the first one. I've always loved the last five lines of the Frost poem: "Ah, when to the heart of man, was it ever less than treason, to go with the drift of things . . . "

  4. I like the richness of the red in the first one, a ruby red if you will. And your seedums are every bit as rich in color and lying down as if completely overwhelmed with its color saturated foliage.

  5. Nice use of the bowing Autumn Joy!

  6. Love the photos! You are so right! I think it is a cruel trick! Giving us so much brightness and color. Blinding us for sure!! Ha!

  7. That's a nice reverie of yours. I never really mind summer coming, but I'm not attached to it and find autumn more suited to my spirit, maybe the quietness of it.

    This is a nice Frost poem, one I haven't read. That last stanza has me remembering why I like him so much, how he incorporates bigger human questions in his simple verse, so that it isn't really simple.

    These pinks are gorgeous, a color that is always surprising in the fall. I love sedum "Autumn Joy"!

  8. You know, we really share a love of the same poets. Frost is one of my greats too.

    If you divide the sedums they'll grow tall again next year, without flopping in a circle. Although I quite see how effective the circle is.

    And now I must go and read the last interview. It's the first I've missed and it's actually a female!

  9. Beautiful colours here, Bonnie. I sure do feel that reluctance too.

  10. There's a reason that sedum is called Autumn Joy.

  11. It's a lovely poem, Bonnie, and beautifully accompoanied by your own prose and photographs. Do you have a new camera, by chance? I've been away for a while and might have missed the news, if in fact there is any of this sort.

  12. I love the fall - I think it's my favorite season. But it's true that winter is creeping closer and gets dark so much sooner!

  13. I am appreciating fall more and more these past few years.
    Thanks for posting this poem.. its wonderful


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