From the #QuoteGarden: Autumn flowers

Autumn is my favorite time of year! The air has a quality unlike any other time. It’s sweet, but not the young sweet of spring. It’s drier, but not a harsh dry like the end of summer. There’s a chill, but not the gelid air of winter. It’s a bit of perfection squeezed between two vastly different…

Autumn

autumn spreads its back like a calico cat. the trees and grasses blush under its cooling kisses. the night pulls down in lines of blue chasing red, as campfire light bursts embers into the crackling air. the welcome colors pull in around you with the warmth and comfort of your grandmother’s patchwork quilt. I wrote…

September

untrustworthy September, somehow colder, wetter than October. The burning red days sink sooner to the deepening blue. Trying to eke out a few more growing days as the garden surrenders to your cold, wet tears. September, you have robbed me of more than most will ever know. Your blinking twilight leaves me in a blue…