Autumn Colors

Having just spent a week-end at our lake place near Alexandria, Minnesota I was struck by the beauty of the colors that just popped into peak fall color. Why does after 60+ years of noticing fall colors I am still in awe of what nature delivers to us this time of year? Spectacular once again!
A couple of weeks ago I painting this impression of fall colors and I think the thoughts of Mary Oliver in her poem, “Fall Song” is where I want to leave this week’s thoughts. Enjoy the landscape and soak in the color.
Fall Song
Another year gone, leaving everywhere
its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,
the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
in the shadows, unmattering back
from the particular island
of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere
except underfoot, moldering
in that black subterranean castle
of unobservable mysteries – roots and sealed seeds
and the wanderings of water. This
I try to remember when time’s measure
painfully chafes, for instance when autumn
flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longing
to stay – how everything lives, shifting
from one bright vision to another, forever
in these momentary pastures.
~ Mary Oliver ~