Autumn Again
All the year I wait for this,
The autum air and chill;
A joyful time I hate to miss,
The fall just fits my bill.
Pumpkins, squash and gourds abound,
With fodder shocks and pears;
And apple cider to go around,
For anyone who cares.
A pot of chili, a crackling fire,
The harvest moon hangs low;
The damp rainy days can make you tire,
With thoughts and dreams of snow.
It only last a very short time,
I cherish each passing day;
Through leaves and other garden grime,
Wishing it would stay.
The official blog of Bobbi Dawn Rightmyer, Kentucky author, poet, writer and storyteller
Showing posts with label autumn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label autumn. Show all posts
Monday, October 19, 2015
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
13 reasons to love autumn
Here are my 13 reasons to love autumn:
1.) Pumpkins, squash and gourds - oh my! These
fruits are the quintessential signs of autumn. They show in in yard
decorations, children's carvings and delicious meals. Nothing says autumn like
the bright orange pumpkins, multi-colored gourds, and textural squash.
2.) Beautiful autumn leaves - after pumpkins, the
natural splendor of autumn leaves ushers in the arrival of cooler days and
longer nights. Red, orange, yellow and brown - these are the gifts of nature to
the season of giving.
3.) Crisp cool air - There is nothing better than
waking to a morning where light frost coats everything in sight, leaving the
air cool and crisp with the first hints of what's to come. I am not a summer
person, so I rejoice in the cooler mornings that come with the autumn.
4.) Juicy apples and pears picked fresh from the
trees -What could be a better banquet from nature? Although my apple and pear
trees are extremely old, they still produce enough fruit to satisfy my family.
Apple butter, pear butter, apple-pear preserves, apple sauce - all these yummy
treats are awaiting in a basketful of fruit.
5.) Spider webs dancing in the early morning dew -
Although spiders aren't one of my favorite creatures, I relish the beautiful
webs they weave. And there is nothing prettier than dew collecting on autumn
webs, making an artistic statement to the world.
6.) Fodder shocks (corn stalks) - Either standing in
a field or decorating a front yard, one sure sign of autumn are the mighty corn
stalks. Tall and majestic, they provide decoration as well as food for the
coming winter.
7.) Bonfires or camp fires in the backyard - Is
there anything better than a warm bonfire on a cold autumn night? Huddling with
family and friends and reliving the events of the summer past, this activity
goes hand in hand with roasting marshmallows or hotdogs, even popcorn fresh
from a corn stalk.
8.) Cattails - Although a nuisance to many a farmer,
cattails make wonderful fall decorations, lasting well into the winter. Tall
and spiky - and even a bit fluffy when the cattail is way past bloom - the
elegance of cattails goes with any decorating scheme.
9.) Chrysanthemums - Orange, red, brown, yellow,
white, rust - there are so many different colors for the autumn mums, and each
one is just as beautiful as the next. Chrysanthemums are THE flower of autumn.
10.) Indian Corn - For as long as I can remember, I
have always had Indian corn hanging on my front door as a sign of the welcoming
autumn. These multicolor kernels fit with any fall arrangements.
11.) Damp, rainy days - I may be the only one, but I
love damp, rainy days. I like the way the air feels cool and damp, I like the
way the raindrops glisten on the autumn leaves, and I feel like I'm at one with
the elements.
12.) Candles - When the air turns cooler, I start
burning candles; they give the home a warm, cozy feeling. I prefer the lighting
that candles give off, making everything appear romantic and homey.
13.) Candy Corn - Although I don't like candy corn,
this is my hubby's favorite, so I always associate it with autumn. There is
just something about these sugary candies that gets him in the mood.
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Sunday, October 4, 2015
Discover the autumn days
Discover the Autumn Days
Discover the pears that litter the ground, wilted and aging - calling to the Pear Gods, "Please turn me into butter or jam."
Discover the goldenrod, way past its bloom - but still it stands tall, waving in the breeze, calling to birds and to bees.
Discover the spiderweb daintily dangling from each window eaves - delicate patterns of exquisite taste, built by the orb masters of every late fall.
Discover the frost asters dancing above the fields of grain - looking like snowflakes from far away, but mimicking a daisy when each bloom is held close.
Discover the pumpkins - fat, round and orange - delighting the fancies of all young and old.
Discover the cider, all spicy and warm - it touches that something deep down in our souls.
Discover the autumn leaves - broadcasting on trees and littering the ground - Mother Nature's own firework display.
Discover the cool nip in the air - burning your lungs, but opening your senses - your breath coming out in frosty whispers.
Discover the autumn days, don't let them slip away, because in the blink of an eye they're all gone, sleeping away until another year has gone by.
Discover the pears that litter the ground, wilted and aging - calling to the Pear Gods, "Please turn me into butter or jam."
Discover the goldenrod, way past its bloom - but still it stands tall, waving in the breeze, calling to birds and to bees.
Discover the spiderweb daintily dangling from each window eaves - delicate patterns of exquisite taste, built by the orb masters of every late fall.
Discover the frost asters dancing above the fields of grain - looking like snowflakes from far away, but mimicking a daisy when each bloom is held close.
Discover the pumpkins - fat, round and orange - delighting the fancies of all young and old.
Discover the cider, all spicy and warm - it touches that something deep down in our souls.
Discover the autumn leaves - broadcasting on trees and littering the ground - Mother Nature's own firework display.
Discover the cool nip in the air - burning your lungs, but opening your senses - your breath coming out in frosty whispers.
Discover the autumn days, don't let them slip away, because in the blink of an eye they're all gone, sleeping away until another year has gone by.
Monday, September 21, 2015
Fall is in the Air

I'm one of those people who get more creative when the weather is cooler. Most people like sunny, bright days - I love cloudy dark days. Projects and stories are flowing through my brain and all I have to do is harness one of them and I'm off and running.
Of course, along with the cooler weather is the fact that Christmas is just around the corner - seems to sneak up on me faster and faster the older I get. I swear, there must be faeries in the house shaking my hourglass because time gets away from me in the blink of an eye.
I'm strapping on my roller skates and taking a deep breath - I know it's going to be a bumpy ride, but I want to enjoy as much of it as possible.
See ya on the other side ...
Thursday, September 10, 2015
LONGING FOR AUTUMN
If you stop long enough and enjoy all the natural wonders of our environment, you will notice fall is in the air again. The long days of August have waned and the unpredictable days of September are waxing and although we have not had a very hot summer this year, I am still anxious for autumn to arrive.
Out of all the months of the year, August is my least favorite, even if my birthday is during this time. By the end of the Mercer County Fair and Horse Show each year, I am wishing for October to arrive. Cool mornings and beautiful days, these get me going even better than the first few days of spring.
Everywhere you look there are impending signs of autumn, but none are more prominent than the changes in tobacco fields. Lush green leaves of tobacco have now turned a pleasing yellow, signaling the time to reap the harvest. Personally, I’m glad I don’t have to work in the tobacco fields anymore, but I still love looking at a wonderful plot of the fully-grown plants.
As the weather has cooled, our air conditioner has been turned off and the windows thrown open. I love to have the crisp fall air blowing the curtains and filling my home with freshness. Having the windows open also allows me to hear the cacophony of insects alive in my backyard. For the past twenty years, we have been establishing a wildlife habitat in our backyard and there is nothing better than listening to the night sounds. Frogs, owls, crickets, and cicadas, they are music to my ears and my heart.
Another sight that I associate with autumn is an increase in spider webs throughout the landscape. With the cooler days approaching, we are experiencing more fog during the morning hours and the moisture from the fog is the perfect silhouette for spider webs. The moist dew from the fog helps the webs to sparkle like diamonds. I love taking pictures of spider webs when they are wet with dew because they look like bits of lace sprinkled around the yard. Also, I like those big yellow spiders that make their appearance in fall. They always remind me of Charlotte from “Charlotte’s Web,” not to mention the fact that they eat hundreds of garden pets during the course of the day. As long as I can see the spiders, I’ll let them remain to feast on the undesirables who try to eat my plants.
Falling leaves are a sure sign that autumn has arrived. Although the leaves haven’t started falling in mass yet, I know that the big “fall” is not far away. Leaves start falling rather slowly, first the old dried leaves that did not make it through the summer litter the edges of roads and lay limply under the trees. Then you have the spectacular colors long associated with autumn – red, yellow, orange. Finally, by the middle of November, the color display will cease and then the leaves will fall in mass. Most people see falling leaves as a major chore to be cleaned up; I see falling leaves as food for my yard and garden. Not to mention the leaves make wonderful compost.
Another sure sign of fall for me is the pinecones forming on my pine trees. I know this does not sound like a big deal to most people, but I have never had my own pinecones until a few years ago. We have two pine trees, which my husband planted about twenty years ago. These were end of the season discounts we thought would add privacy to our yard. These two trees have been a wonderful success and I have been rewarded with my own pinecones.
This year, both of the pines are hanging full of forming pinecones. I have enjoyed watching these natural decorations mature from tiny green nubs to pale green baby cones to full grown pinecones with all the sweet smells of the pins. I’m sure the newness of the pinecones will wear off in a few years when my yard is covered with them, but for now, I’m just going to enjoy nature’s wonders.
Fall is in the air again and I love every minute. Goldenrod and Ironweed are starting to bloom, ornamental grasses are waving their large plumes, and vegetable gardens are preparing for a long winter’s nap. It won’t be long until the frost is on the pumpkins. And speaking of pumpkins, it’s almost that time of the year again, too! Tobacco, spiders, and pumpkins … Oh my!
Thursday, September 3, 2015
Autumn is fast approaching
A Sonic View
Service berries, red and full,
continue clinging to bare branches;
water droplets from a drizzling rain
resemble ice tears
as they sparkle and brighten a dull day.
Majestic pine trees standing straight and tall,
like sentry guards
or some wayward big brother;
the striking green needles
adding texture to the dreariness.
Black walnuts gather on the ground
beneath the naked mother tree,
hulls fading from palest green
to ripened yellow-brown
promising yummy treats to come.
A lone red cedar towering over all the others,
watches over all with grandfatherly ease;
although no longer young and vital
the weathered branches continue to hold
a calm and peaceful quality.
Service berries, red and full,
continue clinging to bare branches;
water droplets from a drizzling rain
resemble ice tears
as they sparkle and brighten a dull day.
Majestic pine trees standing straight and tall,
like sentry guards
or some wayward big brother;
the striking green needles
adding texture to the dreariness.
Black walnuts gather on the ground
beneath the naked mother tree,
hulls fading from palest green
to ripened yellow-brown
promising yummy treats to come.
A lone red cedar towering over all the others,
watches over all with grandfatherly ease;
although no longer young and vital
the weathered branches continue to hold
a calm and peaceful quality.
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