Hi Subscriber,
Have you ever heard a line from a poem that painted such a word picture for you that it planted itself forever in your memory?
Here's a line from a poem my sister Kate wrote. (Unless I'm mistaken, it was for an English class in High School).
"Hush....the quiet snow hath settled, putting a hush on the golden autumn..."
How beautifully said.
The Autumn colors are just starting to appear here in Southeast Michigan, so it will be another month or two before we see snow.
But when that line gentles itself across my brain, I imagine a scene so vivid in its stillness that it makes me almost cry.
I think of the fiery bustle of Autumn and I see children jumping in leaves piled high, scattering them and then pushing them back up into a new pile to jump in..over and over...laughing and squealing in delight.
Then the scene changes and I see a soft blue-white blanket over everything, glittering violet and gold in the early morning sun.
Ahh, how sweet to reminisce.
But let's get back to the Autumn theme....
