Under a mantle of frost and mist, the countryside is looking radiant this morning as the low sun reminds us that winter will soon be upon us.
The early morning mist and dew
The faintest sunlight shining through,
The branches of the languid trees
That slowly forms this autumn frieze*
The mist almost reduced the view
to something dark and eerie
like a fog it rolled across the grass
and made it look quite dreary
and yet it did not quell the joy
of this still Autumn morning
for as the sun warmed up the day
it vanished without warning***
Sun-bright is the early morn, but cloud and mist
Have quite white-washed the sky, the familiar hill
Is veiled.**
A frost does form now winter nears
That glistens like the fallen tears,
Of autumn for its end is nigh
As if to say its last goodbye.*
* ‘Early Morning Mist and Dew’ by Andrew Blakemore
** ‘Beyond Season, Mist or Mystery’ by Ananta Madhavan
*** ‘An Autumn Mist’ by Phil Soar
Hope that you are enjoying some nice autumn weather wherever you are.
A Bientot!
Lovely shots. But I can see you’ve left the Pyrenees!
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Yes, sadly back home now, but here has it’s own beauty…just different!
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Of course. Lucky us to have all these choices.
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Beautiful photographs accompanying beautiful words!
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Thanks…it was a rather lovely morning.
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How wonderful to be able to share it! Thank you.
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