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"The breezes taste
Of apple peel.
The air is full
Of smells to feel-
Ripe fruit, old footballs,
Burning brush,
New books, erasers,
Chalk, and such.
The bee, his hive,
Well-honeyed hum,
And Mother cuts
Chrysanthemums.
Like plates washed clean
With suds, the days
Are polished with
A morning haze."
- John Updike, September
"The breezes taste
Of apple peel.
The air is full
Of smells to feel-
Ripe fruit, old footballs,
Burning brush,
New books, erasers,
Chalk, and such.
The bee, his hive,
Well-honeyed hum,
And Mother cuts
Chrysanthemums.
Like plates washed clean
With suds, the days
Are polished with
A morning haze."
- John Updike, September
Have a great day,
Niki x
Hi Niki,
ReplyDeleteSuch beautiful colours,i adore the 3rd and 4th pictures am i right thinking they are called sedums? my dad always grew them well in fact they are still at mums growing.
Sweet little grand baby so precious and so pretty,
Have a nice weekend Niki,
xxx
Lovely poem & such a beautiful baby.
ReplyDeleteLovely flowers in your garden and a lovely poem by John Updike - September caught in a few words - marvellous! That baby is seriously cute!
ReplyDeleteJune
Beautiful, precious girl, what a lovely photograph.
ReplyDeleteI must admit I'm not a fan of autumn but when I see your flower photographs, well, I think I'm starting to 'mellow'.
Carol xx
p.s. hope you have a lovely weekend
ReplyDeleteOh isn't she precious!!! I hope she gets used to having her picture taken!! Lovely flowers too...you always have such beauties!
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Doni
I didn't know that there was someone in Polruan with a vintage shop! I lost out there! The OH did mention going across to Polruan too! Next time - perhaps!
ReplyDeleteJune
Lovely little girl! ;o))
ReplyDeleteBest wishes, Maria.
(with translator)
Beautiful baby. Lucky you!
ReplyDeleteSo fitting for the season; great poem.
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