Another week, another season. Autumn is coming to us from Patti (her intricate shots of fall can be viewed here).
Although I don’t necessarily like fall (mostly because of the dread of what’s coming next – the what seems to be the never ending Chicago winter), I do admit that it is the most beautiful and perhaps the most pronounced season around here.
Autumn, by Amy Boothby (age 10)
Look at the different coloured leaves,
Swaying gently with the breeze,
Lovely reds, browns and greens,
All waiting to fall from the trees.
When they leave they twist and turn,
Ready to join the masses of fern,
Landing softly on the ground,
You can taste the smell of autumn, all around.