Went through my photographs for anything unique that represents autumn.




















Went through my photographs for anything unique that represents autumn.
So hard to believe just another week until November! Less than a month until Thanksgiving and the Holiday season begins. Autumn is just not long enough. Nothing is ever long enough when you love it so. I sit through the cold winter to welcome spring and then swelter through summer until the welcome autumn chill cools it down again.
That being said, I didn’t forget Halloween. Though I don’t celebrate it anymore, those around me still do and I still have many fond memories I will share very soon.
Shed no tear! O shed no tear! The flower will bloom another year. Weep no more! O weep no more! Young buds sleep in the root's white core. John Keats
Even more temporary than the flowers that bloom are the hues of Autumn.
Enjoy this “chaotic group of autumn photos!
Changing seasons are one of the reasons I love Michigan. There is seldom a dull moment. I actually don’t have a favorite season anymore but I will say I hate oppressive heat and air conditioning which makes me stay north.
We do enjoy glorious seasons in Michigan.
I will also add that I am now in the season of what some call the “Sunset Years.” If this is true, I’m in for one looonnnggg and glorious of those too!
This has been an extraordinary Autumn for me. It’s a glorious transformation from summer to fall in the country like this. Helps me to deal with my loss and other changes I am still getting used to with something to be grateful for. God is good! Enjoy the last hurrah of fall! As my about page states, look but don’t touch.
Hidden Lake Gardens in Tipton Michigan is the happiest place I know of, no matter what the season. I have loved nature since I was a small child. Plants, animals, smells, the feeling I get just walking with the breeze on my face, everything about outdoors!
Fall is an especially beautiful time to me and I wanted to share some of this with you. Take care and God bless!
So sad to see the garden come to it’s end this year for it may be the last one I have here.