![]() ![]() There is a time in the last few days of summer when the ripeness of autumn fills the air. ~ Marilyn Monroe.Īutumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting? ~ Vernon Duke. Lovely Autumn Quotesĭesigners want me to dress like Spring, in billowing things. There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh. ![]() The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. I saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence. My sorrow, when she’s here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be she loves the bare, the withered tree she walks the sodden pasture lane. The leaves are all falling, and they’re falling like they’re falling in love with the ground. ~ Ann Drake.Īutumn is the hardest season. The sweet chill of pumpkin, and crisp sunburnt leaves. I can smell autumn dancing in the breeze. The first breath of autumn was in the air, a prodigal feeling, a feeling of wanting, taking, and keeping before it is too late. There is a tenderness about a garden, and you can’t help but be sensitive to that. The leaves fall in the autumn, and it looks fantastic. Each year, you rediscover in a garden the magic of life. It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it. We have had our summer evenings now for October eves! ~ Humbert Wolfe. The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves. ~ Dan Millman.Īutumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits. ~ Jane Hirshfield.Īutumn leaves shower like gold, like rainbows, as the winds of change begin to blow. One ripens the apples, the other turns them to cider. The heat of autumn is different from the heat of summer. ~ Nova Blair.Īnd all at once, summer collapsed into fall… ~ Oscar Wilde.Īutumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go. October’s poplars are flaming torches lighting the way to winter. How beautifully leaves grow old! How full of light and color are their last days! ~ John Burroughs.Īutumn’s the mellow time. ~ John Howard Bryant.Īutumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.
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