super excited about fall

Not only am I super-duper excited about fall, but I am super-duper in love with these poems!

A Vagabond Song

There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood -

Touch of manner, hint of mood;

And my heart is like a rhyme,

With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time.

The scarlet of the maples can shake me like a cry

Of bugles going by.

And my lonely spirit thrills

To see the frosty asters like a smoke upon the hills.

There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir;

We must rise and follow here,

When from every hill of flame

She calls and calls each vagabond by name.

- Bliss Carman

Goodnight-

{photo from a gorgeous tree in Central Park}