Went for a cruise out into the boonies yesterday ~ took the backroads to my favorite fishing hole ... had my poles with me but never wet a line ~ just enjoyed the beautiful weather and scenery.
Far from the maddening crowd......
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Burning Leaves
There's orange and gold and scarlet on the fields
Beside the somber black of earth new-plowed
A woman burning red and yellow leaves
The pale blue spiral twisting to a cloud
One afternoon like this we walked alone
Through orchards and beneath a bent old oak
The spice of ripened apples mingling with
The faint and stirring pungency of smoke
No need of words to mar that perfect hour
Which hangs star-bright against the midnight blue
Of other days. A whole eternity
Is etched in poignant silences anew
These many years! Again the flowing flame
Of scarlet oak. Again the autumn sheaves
Love, laughter, pain and parting, life and death
Are blended in the smell of burning leaves
Zula Bennington Greene
aka "Peggy of the Flint Hills"
October 17, 1942
There's orange and gold and scarlet on the fields
Beside the somber black of earth new-plowed
A woman burning red and yellow leaves
The pale blue spiral twisting to a cloud
One afternoon like this we walked alone
Through orchards and beneath a bent old oak
The spice of ripened apples mingling with
The faint and stirring pungency of smoke
No need of words to mar that perfect hour
Which hangs star-bright against the midnight blue
Of other days. A whole eternity
Is etched in poignant silences anew
These many years! Again the flowing flame
Of scarlet oak. Again the autumn sheaves
Love, laughter, pain and parting, life and death
Are blended in the smell of burning leaves
Zula Bennington Greene
aka "Peggy of the Flint Hills"
October 17, 1942
1 comment:
John,
As you well know, contrary to what a lot of people think, Kansas really has some pretty scenery in various parts of the state!
Good job!
Len
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