autumn journal
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Prelude – a poem for the days between summer & autumn
Say whatever you will about August not being autumn, (you’re right). But I have spent yearsstudying the subtle shift in its great light,the softer sun in itslate skythe sound of acornslanding from old, stalwartoaks,the children standingin the pathway, delighted,as leaves in the opening numberfall, the first to relinquish,a lecture in courage,I hear this loudand clear.… Continue reading
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Garden Fairies Go Autumn Foraging (and you can too)
The garden fairies at Green Fables had a fabulous summer settling into their new home. They aren’t always easy to spot but around the time autumn is turning the corner you catch sight of them more often as they forage for pumpkins and acorns and bouquets of mums to decorate their fairy house and celebrate… Continue reading
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The Official Autumn Playlist
On every Tuesday afternoon in October I invited my neighbors and their children to spend time in the garden. Gardens are for people. That’s what I wrote in my garden journal for Year 2023, words from Monty Don, but ones I wanted to live out in Green Fables. I envisioned iced tea and glassware and… Continue reading
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A Composition of Harvest
In late winter, I heard the formidable crash of a huge oak tree on the hillside next to our home. Death for the old oak wasn’t the end and I write more of those thoughts here. It’s a stunning prelude to spring, but below I’ve posted the poem I wrote this autumn as I thought… Continue reading
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