MN and WI in October

Back from a quick trip to Minnesota and Wisconsin to see 5 sets of Himself’s uncles & aunts. October is a fabulous time to visit up there!



Roadside asters.

The apple orchards were at their peak, with many varieties that are not available in Tennessee. I have a new favorite apple, the Honey Crisp. It is sooo good and cooks up well too.

Beautiful autumn grasses at the home of Lorraine in Wisconsin.

It so reminded me of 2 poems I had to memorize in 5th grade (yes, Miss Rothing... I do remember them!)

SOMETHING TOLD THE WILD GEESE
By Rachel Field

Something told the wild geese
It was time to go,
Though the fields lay golden
Something whispered, "snow."

Leaves were green and stirring,
Berries, luster-glossed,
But beneath warm feathers
Something cautioned, "frost."

All the sagging orchards
Steamed with amber spices,
But each wild breast stiffened
At remembered ice.

Something told the wild geese
It was time to fly,
Summer sun was on their wings,
Winter in their cry.

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SEPTEMBER

by: Helen Hunt Jackson (1830-1885)

The golden-rod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down.

The gentian's bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusty pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun.

The sedges flaunt their harvest,
In every meadow nook;
And asters by the brook-side
Make asters in the brook.

From dewy lanes at morning
The grapes' sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.

By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer's best of weather,
And autumn's best of cheer.

But none of all this beauty
Which floods the earth and air
Is unto me the secret
Which makes September fair.

'T is a thing which I remember;
To name it thrills me yet:
One day of one September
I never can forget.