 Please allow me to go on about the autumnal photograph above. It contains many of my favorite elements. Front and center, there is a
 The Third Thursday Up north, snow has already Fallen on the pines when November Arrives. The maple leaves are bright Dawn red, and the
 October  Tweed was conceived in autumn, Along with tartan plaid, by some ancient Artist, envying the hardwood forest in fall. Like an Ozark
 Red Velvet Cake with Buttery Cream Cheese Frosting Come autumn, I always have a little flirtation with the delicately scented, shapely pear. In the
 Nonna’s Checca di Parma (Or Italian Apple Nut Cake) In looking through her baking supplies, Suzi found her mother’s cookie press and in the
 Portent September’s moon suspends In an oyster shell sky, Her newly waned shape a baroque pearl. Her light dazzles, silver-white, And the stars keep
 When August arrives, summer wears her tiara Like a prom queen. Every day is golden with warm Sunshine and every twilight filled with fireflies.
 Midsummer Vespers  Darkness settles after eight, So the oak leaves look like Shadowy clouds. The evening star is out, And below it, a
 MARGARET IN MAY  She was born in May when the bearded iris Were in bloom and the woodland wildflowers Blossomed all along Shoal
 In the still summer Night, gentle moonlight falls on The cherry blossoms.  Summer rain sprinkles      The ripe cherries and sneaks through    Â
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