Gentle decay....

[Snowwark]

The gilding of the Indian summer mellowed the pastures far and wide.
The russet woods stood ripe to be stript, but were yet full of leaf.
The purple of heath-bloom, faded but not withered, tinged the hills..
Fieldhead gardens bore the seal of gentle decay, ...it's time of flowers and even of fruit was over.

- Charlotte Bronte

 

[amid chaos]

Beautiful kim

 

[gina2000]

We're still okay, though temps are getting in the 40s at night.

I need the leaves to turn and fall, though.

DS has a leaf project that I'm just dying to start!

I guess I'm a third grader at heart!