The next couple of weeks are going to be really busy (very
good busy!) and I’m not going to have
much time to work on any sort of creative endeavors of the make it/build it
variety.
But I do have time to work with my photography. I can take photos waiting in a parking
lot! In fact, I sometimes challenge
myself to come up with X number of interesting shots while I’m sitting ‘doing
nothing’.
So I was able to work on my photos challenges this week!
I really liked the photo of goldenrod I took a few days ago
on my lake walk. It reminded me of a
poem I had to memorize in 5th grand.
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.
'Tis a thing which I remember;
To
name it thrills me yet:
One
day of one September
I
never can forget.
And with that memory, I made this note card. I’m looking forward to having enough variety
to do a printing!
Great poem and picture. I am SO glad September is here. You have some really excellent pictures in the post below as well!
ReplyDeleteThis is another beautiful piece of art, Teri. I really hope that you will take a moment to stop by Word Art Wednesday and link up this gorgeous creation with us! I appreciate having you play along, and love having your gorgeous art shared in the challenge so that everyone can enjoy it. Hope you will stop by!
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Karen L
Word Art Wednesday
www.wordartwednesday.blogspot.com
I like your Sept poem. All your pictures.
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