One Picture Everyday (Hopefully) for 365 Days

One Picture Everyday (Hopefully) for 365 Days

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Grass & Leaves

Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.- Emily Bronte

Monday, October 13, 2014

Yellow Gold


That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. - William Shakespeare

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Leaves are crimson, brown, and yellow

There is music in the meadows, in the air --
Autumn is here;
Skies are gray, but hearts are mellow,
Leaves are crimson, brown, and yellow;
Pines are soughing, birches stir,
And the Gipsy trail is fresh beneath the fir. - William Stanley Braithwaite

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Apples

Oh, the peach and cherry may have their place,
And the pear is fine in its stately grace;
The plum belongs to a puckery race
And maketh awry the mouth and face;
But I long to roam in the orchard free,
The dear old orchard that used to be,
And gather the beauties that dropped for me
From the bending boughs of the apple tree. - Hattie Howard

Friday, October 10, 2014

Boooooooook!

Truly, there are terrible primal arcana of earth which had better be left unknown and unevoked; dread secrets which have nothing to do with man, and which man may learn only in exchange for peace and sanity; cryptic truths which make the knower evermore an alien among his kind, and cause him to walk alone on earth. - HP Lovecraft

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Cast Iron Owl


 This tower, patched unevenly with black ivy, arose like a mutilated finger from among the fists of knuckled masonry and pointed blasphemously at heaven. At night the owls made of it an echoing throat; by day it stood voiceless and cast its long shadow. - Mervyn Peake

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Same Tree Different Day

But then fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you. - Stephen King

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Storm's A-Brewin'

But now the Summer is no more, 
Its warm blue sky has vanished;
And in the trees the wind doth roar,
And flowers sweet are banished. - David Irving Dobson


Monday, October 6, 2014

October Party

October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came

The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band. - George Cooper


Sunday, October 5, 2014

Homemade Apple Cider Caramels

I know how the nuts taken in conjunction with winter apples, cider, and doughnuts, make old people's tales and old jokes sound fresh and crisp and enchanting. - Mark Twain

Saturday, October 4, 2014

Delicious Autumn


Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. - George Eliot

Friday, October 3, 2014

Creepy Color

"Once the Virginia creeper wreathed through the barn walnut has turned wine-red and nights contract with an autumn chill, it is time to hunt deer.  Mornings hunting and mornings writing alternate in October, as if hunting and writing were two aspects of one practice."  Hunting from Home - Christopher Camuto

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Fall Days

Listen! the wind is rising,
and the air is wild with leaves.
We have had our summer evenings,
now for October eves.
~Humbert Wolfe