Autumn

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“Nestled amidst a picturesque landscape, this cabin on the lake stands as a tranquil retreat in the heart of fall’s golden embrace. Surrounded by a symphony of crimson and amber-hued foliage, the cabin’s rustic charm exudes warmth and coziness. Its weathered wooden exterior blends seamlessly with the natural beauty that surrounds it, as if it has grown from the very earth it sits on.” —Artist Tom Schmidt | BUY A PRINT

There is, I think
no sunshine like the sky
of those mild, breezy, cloudless
autumn days
which tempt once more abroad
the butterfly
to search for lingering flowers;
when the green sprays of ash,
now loosened,
drop on him who strays
through woodland paths,
while the light yellow leaves
of fading trees
come dancing down all ways
like wing’d things;

And oft
the stream receives
full many a tiny voyager,
whirled along amid its eddies;
—when the gossamer spreads
over the fresh clods
her trembling
silvery threads;
and robin, thinly screened,
his sweetest song
pours forth as if triumphant
over the scene, he said,
“Spring will return,
and all again be green.”